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COUNSEL.
Ah, tell the prophets in their graves,
Who ask of you such blood as this,
"I take Him, then, with swords and staves,—
I will not with a kiss!"
Who ask of you such blood as this,
"I take Him, then, with swords and staves,—
I will not with a kiss!"
HER DOUBTFUL COMPLIMENT.
"Oh, mother," sobbed the troubled little maid,
"Please tell me, will you, that it is not true;
It breaks my heart: that hateful Rose, she said—
Just think of it!—she said I looked like you!"
"Please tell me, will you, that it is not true;
It breaks my heart: that hateful Rose, she said—
Just think of it!—she said I looked like you!"
