McGuffey's Fifth Eclectic Reader by William Holmes McGuffey
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That the children might be glad.
I always weep, as, looking back To childhood's distant day, I think how those hands rested not When mine were at their play. 3. Such beautiful, beautiful hands! They're growing feeble now, For time and pain have left their mark On hands and heart and brow. Alas! alas! the nearing time, And the sad, sad day to me, When 'neath the daisies, out of sight, These hands will folded be. 4. But oh! beyond this shadow land, Where all is bright and fair, I know full well these dear old hands Will palms of victory bear; Where crystal streams through endless years Flow over golden sands, And where the old grow young again, I'll clasp my mother's hands. XXXIII. THE DISCONTENTED PENDULUM. Jane Taylor (b. 1783, d. 1824) was born in London. Her mother was a writer of some note. In connection with her sister Ann, Jane Taylor wrote several |
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