On a Child's Tomb
THINE was a blessed flight,
Ere sorrow faded and ere sin could slay!
No weary way was thine, no arduous fight,
And but an hour on Earth, of labour light,
With hire for all the day.
Ere sorrow faded and ere sin could slay!
No weary way was thine, no arduous fight,
And but an hour on Earth, of labour light,
With hire for all the day.
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