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"Heaven bless the babe! " they said.
"What queer books she must have read!"
(Love, by whom I was beguiled, / Grant I may not bear a child.)
"Little does she guess to-day / What the world may be! " they say.
(Snow, drift deep and cover / Till the spring my murdered lover.)