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Whenever a Little Child Is Born

Whenever a little child is born,
All night a soft wind rocks the corn;
One more buttercup wakes to the morn,
    Somewhere, somewhere.

One more rosebud shy will unfold,
One more grass-blade push through the mold,
One more bird-song the air will...

Poet: Agnes Carter Mason
“Farewell!—but whenever”

FAREWELL!—but whenever you welcome the hour
That awakens the night-song of mirth in your bower,
Then think of the friend that once welcomed it too,
And forgot his own griefs, to be happy with you.
His griefs may return—not a hope may remain
Of the few that...

Poet: Thomas Moore