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      Mamma, e'er with loving glance
       Sees new charms amid
      The beauties. Which the joys enhance
       When daddy rocks the kid!

When daddy rocks the kid to sleep
 He banishes all care;
And o'er his visage smiles will creep—
 Contentment's written there.
      No worldly sorrows cast their shade
       But vanish as they're bid.—
      A pleasing picture thus is made
       When daddy rocks the kid!