Bye-bye my baby darling, while the lights are low, Safely rost on mother's breast, tho' tho wild winds blow; Fairer than a lily thou! Sweeter than a rose! How I love to fold my dove, and sco her blue eyes close, While I watch theo slumber, pet, sweet thoughts com« and go; And I clasp thee closer yet, crooning soft and low. All your rnspiug cough has ceased, breath comes clear and sure, Sweot babes live whon mothers givo there!
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Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2351, 6 January 1915, Page 8
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80Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2351, 6 January 1915, Page 8
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