There Was Never a Baby Like Mine.
As I journeyed along by a cot in the glen, I was charmed with the sweet little nest, Whore a young mother sat by the wide open door Softly rocking her baby to rest. And the song that she sang had this tender refrain, As il flowed from her heart like new wine : " Hueh, oh, hush thee, my darling ! the angels all know, There was never a baby like mine. Ah, no, no, pretty mother. I said to inyoelf , Shouldat thou sock o'er tho land or the aea There'd be " none such " to thee, though as fair as the gun Countless babies to others might be ; There'd be none with suoh soft, shapely limbs, and such eyes ; Such hair with its wonderful shine, And the proud lipa would still sing the tender refrain : "Theie was never a baby like mine." Thus kind Heaven has deoreed with the wisest of ends, That the mothor shall care for her young, With a strong jealous love that will never grow leas While the song of the cradle is sung. Then fold, little mother, thy bairn to thy breast And murmur that sweet lay of thine ; " Hush, oh hush thea, my darling, the angels all know There was never a baby like mine."
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Waikato Times, Volume XXV, Issue 2033, 18 July 1885, Page 6 (Supplement)
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216There Was Never a Baby Like Mine. Waikato Times, Volume XXV, Issue 2033, 18 July 1885, Page 6 (Supplement)
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