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...did see Such a boy by him and me, He was glad, I was woe, Fortune changed made him so ; When he had ً |! uporf my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee. The wanton smiled, father wept, Mother...

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...did see Such a boy by him and me, He was glad, I was woe, Fortune changed made him so ; When he had left his pretty boy, Last his sorrow, first his joy....When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee. The wanton smiled, father wept, Mother cried, baby leap'd ; More he crow'd, more he cried, Nature could...

...rising. So, murmuring (if -the Sun indeed can sing) that beautiful burden to the old nurse's ballad, Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's quite enough for thee, he, too, began to smile on Lily, and to show her wonderful things. He had a...

...rising. So, murmuring (if the Sun indeed can sing) that beautiful burden to the old nurse's ballad, Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's quite enough for thee, he, too, began to smile on Lily, and to show her wonderful things. He had a...

...tender picture, he added — still felicitously quoting from even an older Bobby Greene than mine : ' Weep not, my wanton ; smile upon my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee.' And thus, from my earliest years, was I regaled with tags and snatches of old verse, till they grew...

...tender picture, he added — still felicitously quoting from even an older Bobby Greene than mine: "Weep not, my wanton ; smile upon my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee." And thus, from my earliest years, was I regaled with tags and snatches of old verse, till they grew...

...few lines a perfect subject for the painter, as in the burden of Sephestia's song to her child— " Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee." Or the opening lines of Menaphon's roundelay— " When tender ewes, brought home with evening sun,...