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" When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry  "
Stories from My Attic - Page 13
by Horace Elisha Scudder - 1896 - 269 pages
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William Blake - 2007 - 392 pages
...happy Blossom Hears you sobbing sobbing Pretty Pretty Robin Near my Bosom. The Cfiimney Sweeper Vv hen my mother died I was very young, And my father sold...'weep, 'weep, 'weep, 'weep. So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head That curl'd like a lamb's back,...
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