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Before this Little Gift was Come

BEFORE this little gift was come

The little owner had made haste for home;

And from the door of where the eternal dwell,

Looked back on human things and smiled farewell.

O may this grief remain the only one!

O may our house be still a garrison

Of smiling children, and for evermore

The tune of little

            
            

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