Jane Taylor.

TOLL THE BELL.

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THE FUNERAL.

Toll the bell,
Toll the bell,
Ring the baby's knell;
Low with the dead
It must be laid.
Baby, farewell.

Toll the bell,
Toll the bell,
Ring the baby's knell;
Pale is its face,
And white its dress,
Baby, farewell.

Toll the bell,
Toll the bell,
Ring the baby's knell;
Slow from the hall
Moves the dark pall,
Baby, farewell.

Toll the bell,
Toll the bell,
Ring the baby's knell;
Now earth to earth
Neath the green turf,
Baby, farewell.