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But 'tis not for me to aid thee In thy flight; For the Holy One who made thee, Doeth right. When his own good time arriveth, Then will He, From the load with which thou strivest, Set thee free. OUR HELEN. Our Helen is a "perfect love" Of a blue-eyed baby; When she's grown she'll be a belle, And a "Venus," may be. Such a cunning little mouth, Lips as red as cherry, And she smiles on all around In a way so merry. Laughs, and crows, and claps her hands, Springs, and hops, and dances, As if her little brain overflowed With lively, tripping fancies. Then she'll arch her pretty neck, And toss her head so queenly, And, when she's weary, fall asleep And slumber so serenely. She has a cunning kind of way Of looking sly and witty, As if to say, in baby words, "I know I'm very pretty." She bites her "mammy," scratches "nurse," And makes droll mouths at "pappy;" We can but love the roguish thing, She looks so bright and happy. The dinner-table seems to be The crown of all her wishes, For there the gypsy's sure to have A hand in all the dishes. But why should we essay to sing Her thousand sprightly graces? She has the merriest of ways, The prettiest of faces. We know she'll grow a peerless one, With skin all white and pearly; And laughing eyes, and auburn locks, All silky, soft and curly. Her baby laugh and sportive glee, Her spirit's airy lightness, Surround the pleasant prairie home With hues of magic brightness. MY BONNET OF BLUE. My bonnet of blue, my bonnet of blue, Its gossamer fineness I'll sing to you; For a delicate fabric in sooth it was, All trimmed and finified off with gauze. My bonnet of blue, my bonnet of blue, How well I remember thy azure hue! To church I wore it, one pleasant day, Bedecked in ribbons of fanciful ray; And all the while I sat on my seat I thought of naught save my bonnet so neat. My bonnet of blue, my bonnet of blue, Broke not my heart when I bade thee adieu? When service was over, my steps I bent Towards home, a-nodding my head as I went But, alas for my bonnet! there came a wind And blew it away, for th
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