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Baby Love came prancing by, / Cap on head and sword on thigh, / Horse to ride and drum to beat,- / All the world beneath his feet.
Mother Life was sitting there, / Hard at work and full of care, / Set of mouth and sad of eye. / Baby Love came prancing by.
Baby Love was very proud, / Very lively, very loud; / Mother Life arose in wrath, / Set an arm across his path.
Baby Love wept loud and long, / But his mother's arm was strong. / Mother had to work, she said. / Baby Love was put to bed.