LITTLE SON
Ah, dear little son, life of my life and bosom,
Whence such sweet smiles and ways?
Tender beyond the tenderest mood,
May the dawning future hold for thee blessed days.
Whence such sweet smiles and ways?
Tender beyond the tenderest mood,
May the dawning future hold for thee blessed days.
Ah, dear little son, life of my life and bosom,
Could st wonder at my love, child?
It is more than all the world,
And nothing so pure is defiled.
Could st wonder at my love, child?
It is more than all the world,
And nothing so pure is defiled.
Baby mine, thou dear one,
Let me hold you closer,
Ever may that trust you have
Cling around me, dear.
May thy little body grow in manhood's glory,
And thy mother's lullaby sound sweet in thy ear.
Let me hold you closer,
Ever may that trust you have
Cling around me, dear.
May thy little body grow in manhood's glory,
And thy mother's lullaby sound sweet in thy ear.
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