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By special permission of The Grafton Press " The Eyes of the Christ , " from The
Dream Child and other Verses , by N. B. Carson , copyright 1905 . By special
permission of Houghton , Mifflin Com . pany , as authorized publishers of “ The ...
By special permission of The Grafton Press " The Eyes of the Christ , " from The
Dream Child and other Verses , by N. B. Carson , copyright 1905 . By special
permission of Houghton , Mifflin Com . pany , as authorized publishers of “ The ...
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Mother , dear mother , the years have been long Since I last listened your lullaby
song : Sing , then , and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have
been only a dream . Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace , With your light ...
Mother , dear mother , the years have been long Since I last listened your lullaby
song : Sing , then , and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have
been only a dream . Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace , With your light ...
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Was the miracle greatest to find how deep , Beyond all dreams , sank downward
that sleep ? “ Did life roll backward its record , Dear , And show , as they say it
does , past things clear ? “ And was it the innermost heart of the bliss To find out
so ...
Was the miracle greatest to find how deep , Beyond all dreams , sank downward
that sleep ? “ Did life roll backward its record , Dear , And show , as they say it
does , past things clear ? “ And was it the innermost heart of the bliss To find out
so ...
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A dream is but a rose's breath so pure and free ; And so is Death . ' Tis but a
dream , A sleep - a tender kiss ; A pillow for thy care and tear ; It is not , then ,
amiss . And what is Life ? And what is Love ? And what is Death ? Seek , child ,
no more ...
A dream is but a rose's breath so pure and free ; And so is Death . ' Tis but a
dream , A sleep - a tender kiss ; A pillow for thy care and tear ; It is not , then ,
amiss . And what is Life ? And what is Love ? And what is Death ? Seek , child ,
no more ...
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Art thou from Tuscany , brother ? and seest thou , dreaming in pain , Thy mother
stand in the piazza , searching the list of the slain ? ' Kind as a mother herself ,
she , touched his cheeks with her hands : “ Blessed is she who has borne thee ...
Art thou from Tuscany , brother ? and seest thou , dreaming in pain , Thy mother
stand in the piazza , searching the list of the slain ? ' Kind as a mother herself ,
she , touched his cheeks with her hands : “ Blessed is she who has borne thee ...
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