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THE WRECK.
He helpt me with death, and he heal'd me with sorrow for evermore.
IV.
For I broke the bond. That day my nurse had brought me the child.
The small sweet face was flush'd, but it coo'd to the Mother and smiled.
'Anything ailing,' I ask'd her, 'with baby?' She shook her head,
And the Motherless Mother kiss'd it, and turn'd in her haste and fled.
For I broke the bond. That day my nurse had brought me the child.
The small sweet face was flush'd, but it coo'd to the Mother and smiled.
'Anything ailing,' I ask'd her, 'with baby?' She shook her head,
And the Motherless Mother kiss'd it, and turn'd in her haste and fled.
V.
Low warm winds had gently breathed us away from the land—
Ten long sweet summer days upon deck, sitting hand in hand—
Low warm winds had gently breathed us away from the land—
Ten long sweet summer days upon deck, sitting hand in hand—
