...that its influence cannot fail to be salutary. MOTHER, WHAT is DEATH? "Mother, how still the b»by lies— I cannot hear his breath; I cannot see his...eyes— ' They tell me this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sit down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing: They hushed me—he is dead....

...which we either have advertised for sale, or shall advertise hereafter, will also be loaned as above, MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? " Mother, how still the baby lies : I cannot hear its breath ; 1 cannot see his langhin); eyes : They tell me this is Death ! My little work ! thought...

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...together, from the feeling of a common evil. LESSON LVII. . Mother, what is Death? — MRS. OILMAN. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! — I cannot hear...— They tell me this is death ! "My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly L tried to sing — They hushed me — He...

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...misty shroud ; Books and work I no more should see, And I'd come and float, dear mother, o'er thee. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? " MOTHER, how still the baby...eyes — They tell me this is death. My little work I thought to bring, And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I tried to sing — They hushed me — he...

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...were soon provided, and there was no more difficulty about hats. XXIX. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? 1. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies ! I cannot hear his...breath ; I cannot see his laughing eyes— They tell me thisis death. 2. My little work 1 thought to bring, I sat down by his bed, , And pleasantly I tried...

...LESSON XXIX. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH ? 1. " MOTHER, how still the baby lies-! I cannot hear his breati^^^ I cannot see his laughing eyes— * They tell me this is death. 2. My little work I thought to bring, vj sat down by his bed, *.nd pleasantly I tried to sing— They...

...and care ; and have agreed in opinion, that perfect rest is to be expected only in the grave. BLAIR. MOTHER, WHAT IS DEATH » " MOTHER, how still the baby...eyes — They tell me this is death. My little work I thought to bring. And sat down by his bed, And pleasantly I trisd to sing—- They hush'd me — he...