A Child's Garden of Verses

A Child's Garden of Verses

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A Child's Garden of Verses

A Child's Garden of Verses

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FROM HER BOY

FOR the long nights you lay awake
And watched for my unworthy sake:
For your most comfortable hand
That led me through the uneven land:
For all the story-books you read:
For all the pains you comforted:
For all you pitied, all you bore,
In sad and happy days of yore: --
My second Mother, my first Wife,
The angel of my infant life --
From the sick child, now well and old,
Take, nurse, the little book you hold.

And grant it, Heaven, that all who read
May find as dear a nurse at need,
And every child who lists my rhyme,
In the bright, fireside, nursery clime,
May hear it in as kind a voice
As made my childish heart rejoice!

R. L. S.

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