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DAISY'S GOOD-BYE TO HER DOLL.

How the children who loved you  May wander or fare. And yet 'tis a comfort  To know evermore, One spot is unchanging,  From rafter to floor; And there's something enduring  We loved long ago, Child, maiden and woman,  From blossom to snow.   DAISY'S GOOD-BYE TO HER DOLL. DAISY is just fifteen to-day, And so bequeaths her doll away, With fine attire, to Cousin May,    To keep for ever. I saw her stroke the flaxen head, And kiss the cheeks of battered red, "Good-bye, old doll," she softly said—    "Good-bye, for ever." Then sad thoughts in my bosom stirred At daughter Daisy's whispered word, Which I unwittingly had heard,    Remembered ever,