Her last upon the sleeping babe! then raised
To the Almighty one a fervent prayer,
Confiding her soul’s treasure to his care:
Then, as with firmer step she homeward trod,
With faith renewed, she left him to his God!
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BLOWING BUBBLES.
It was a lovely picture! A young boy,
Of scarce five summers, on a terrace stood,
Which overlooked a region of sweet flowers,