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THE BABY'S CHARMS by ANONYMOUS

First Line: "LULLABY, SWEET LULLABY"
Last Line: "AND THE GLADNESS OF OUR HOME, / LULLABY, SWEET LULLABY"

Lullaby, sweet lullaby,
You our happiness supply;
Fair your face, and sweet your ways,
You, your mother's pride and praise.
As the coral, rare and bright,
In your life does father live;
You, of all the dear delight,
All around you pleasure give.

All your ways, my pretty boy,
Of your parents are the joy;
You were born for good alone,
Sunshine of the family!

Wise, and kind to every one.
Light of every kinsman's eye;
Light of all who hither come,
And the gladness of our home,
Lullaby, sweet lullaby.



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