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Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
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Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
Nor care beyond to-day.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.
Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.
[Witches] steal young children out of their cradles, ministerio
doemonum, and put deformed in their rooms, which we call read more
[Witches] steal young children out of their cradles, ministerio
doemonum, and put deformed in their rooms, which we call
changelings.
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
As read more
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the
youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall
not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the
gate.
In Rama was there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping, and
great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children, and read more
In Rama was there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping, and
great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be
comforted, because they are not.
Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe--
Sailed on a river of read more
Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe--
Sailed on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew.
The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.
[Lat., Pietas fundamentum est omnium virtutum.]
The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtues.
[Lat., Pietas fundamentum est omnium virtutum.]
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
They are read more
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,
And that cannot stop their tears.