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Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;
When thou art old there’s grief enough for thee.
Streaming tears that never stint,
Like pearl-drops from a flint,
Fell by course from his eyes,
That one another’s place supplies;
Thus he griev’d in every part,
Tears of blood fell from his heart,
When he left his pretty boy,
Father’s sorrow, father’s joy.
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;
When thou art old there’s grief enough for thee.
The wanton smil’d, father wept,
Mother cried, baby lept,
More he crow’d, more we cried,
Nature could not sorrow hide:
He must go, he must kiss
Child and mother, baby bless,
For he left his pretty boy,
Father’s sorrow, father’s joy.
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;
When thou art old there’s grief enough for thee.
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