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As the lay of the meadow-lark,
Innocent child!
She's playful, and tender,
And trusting, and true,
She's sweet as a lily,
My dainty Lulu!

She whispers sweet fancies,
Now mournful, now bright,
Then deepen her glances,
With love and delight;
And the slow, timid smile,
That dawns in her face,
Seems fill'd with her spirit's
Ineffable grace.
Oh! the world cannot offer
A treasure so true,
As the childlike devotion
Of happy Lulu!