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قراءة كتاب The Babes in the Wood May Bells Series
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THE BABES
In the WOOD
MAY
BELLS
SERIES
McLoughlin
Bro's
N. Y.
THE
CHILDREN IN THE WOOD.
A gentleman of good account
In Norfolk dwelt of late,
Who did in honor far surmount
Most men of his estate.
In Norfolk dwelt of late,
Who did in honor far surmount
Most men of his estate.
Sore sick he was, and like to die,
No help his life could save;
His wife by him as sick did lie,
And both possessed one grave.
No help his life could save;
His wife by him as sick did lie,
And both possessed one grave.
No love between these two was lost,
Each was to other kind;
In love they lived, in love they died,
And left two babes behind.
Each was to other kind;
In love they lived, in love they died,
And left two babes behind.
The one, a fine and pretty boy,
Not passing three years old;
The other, a girl more young than he,
And framed in beauty's mould.
Not passing three years old;
The other, a girl more young than he,
And framed in beauty's mould.
The father left his little son,
As plainly doth appear,
When he to perfect age should come,
Three hundred pounds a year.
As plainly doth appear,
When he to perfect age should come,
Three hundred pounds a year.
And to his little daughter Jane,
Five hundred pounds in gold,
To be paid down on her marriage-day,
Which might not be controlled:
Five hundred pounds in gold,
To be paid down on her marriage-day,
Which might not be controlled:
But if the children chanced to die,
Ere they to age should come,
Their uncle should possess their wealth;
For so the will did run.
Ere they to age should come,
Their uncle should possess their wealth;
For so the will did run.
"Now, brother," said the dying man,
"Look to my children dear;
Be good unto my boy and girl,
No friends else have they here:"
"Look to my children dear;
Be good unto my boy and girl,
No friends else have they here:"
And up bespake their mother dear,
"O, brother kind," quoth she,
"You are the man must bring our babes
To wealth or misery."
"O, brother kind," quoth she,
"You are the man must bring our babes
To wealth or misery."
These speeches then their brother spake
To this sick couple there:
"The keeping of your little ones,
Sweet sister, do not fear.
To this sick couple there:
"The keeping of your little ones,
Sweet sister, do not fear.
"God never prosper me nor mine,
Nor aught else that I have,
If I do wrong your children dear
When you are laid in grave."
Nor aught else that I have,
If I do wrong your children dear
When you are laid in grave."
The parents being dead and gone
The children home he takes,
And brings them straight unto his
The children home he takes,
And brings them straight unto his