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FLOBA.
She's a winsome littlo creature, Blue-eyed, laughing, full of fan — In her face no trace of sadness, Life's dark hour has not begun— Wavy hair of silken fineness, Brushed back from her clear white browShe would be a priceless treasuref Could ehe ever be as now.
Soon for her life's storms may gather, Sickness, sorrow, pain, and care— Weary hours and heavy burdens, Making.life so hard to bearStreaks of grey among her tresses, Wrinkles on the now smooth, brow— Oh, indeed, 'twould be a beseing *■ Could she ever Jive as now! "
Guard with care this human blossom,
Guide her footsteps day by day, Teach her there's a nobler beauty That need never pass away. Teach her gentleness and kindness-
To live rightly teach her how;.' Then in all this heaven-born beautyShe may ever be as now.
Should the gentle loving Saviour, Who does everything in love, Take her from this world of trouble , To a better home above,: Let this thought dispel your sadness As unto His will you bow, That at last in heaven you'll find her Evermore to be as now. r
—W. H. H. Pbabson.
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Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4574, 1 September 1883, Page 1
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191Select Poetry. Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4574, 1 September 1883, Page 1
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