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"Oh! sweet mamma! I've caught you now;
You needn't try to look demure;
You've made a cunning story out;
But I am right, I'm sure.
You needn't try to look demure;
You've made a cunning story out;
But I am right, I'm sure.
"Yours is the portrait painted there,
In colors beautiful and bright;
I'll shut you up, and keep you in,
To dream about! Good-night!"
In colors beautiful and bright;
I'll shut you up, and keep you in,
To dream about! Good-night!"
"Stay, Lucy, love; you'll not forget,
When you repeat your nightly prayer,
To thank the Giver of all good
For gifts so rich, so fair?"
When you repeat your nightly prayer,
To thank the Giver of all good
For gifts so rich, so fair?"
"No, dear mamma! and I will try
To keep my spirit pure and true,
That so the costly gems He gave,
Lose not their heavenly hue."
To keep my spirit pure and true,
That so the costly gems He gave,
Lose not their heavenly hue."
