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" I've gazed upon the smiling babe, Nestled upon its mother's breast;
Mingled my chiming with the song, Which lull'd it to its evening rest.
" I've seen that mother's eye grow dim While watching o'er its cradle bed;
Her faithful vigils still she kept, When ev'ry ray of hope had fled.
" I saw that white-robed infant laid Off from its weeping mother's breast,
And placed beneath the coffin lid— Its last, its safest place of rest.
" Twice 1 have seen the youthful bride, With deep-flush'd cheek, and burning eye,
Smiling and weeping at his side, To whom she turn'd confidingly.
" I saw the last fond kiss bestow'd, Heard the parental counsel given,
While ev'ry throbbing bosom show'd How tender were the ties then riven.
•* I've seen the' youthful cheek and eye Grow brilliant with a fearful light,
And on the forehead, polish'd, high, Consumption's signet glist'ning bright.