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When the baby died we said, With a sudden secret dread; "Death be merciful and pass; Leave the other!"--but alas! While we watched he waited there, One foot on the golden stair One hand beckoning at the gate, Till the home was desolate. - [Death of Babies] So sweet, so sweet the roses in their blowing, So sweet the daffodils, so fair to see; So blithe and gay the humming-bird a going From flower to flower, a-hunting with the bee. - In June [June] Some day, some day of days, threading the street With idle, heedless pace, Unlooking for such grace, I shall behold your face! Some day, some day of days, thus may we meet. - Some Day of Days [Meeting]
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