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LINES ON HEARING A CHILD LAUGH AT PLAY.
Laugh on—thy heart is light,
With thy merry, merry tone;
For thou hast never felt the blight
That hath subdued mine own.

Laugh on—I love to gaze
On that blushing smile of thine,
For, oh! it tells of other days,
When such fleeting mirth was mine.

Laugh on—it will rejoice
My lonely heart to hear
The silvery music of thy voice,
For the happy sound is dear.

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