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ENOCH ARDEN.
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‘Annie, my girl, cheer up, be comforted,Look to the babes, and till I come againKeep everything shipshape, for I must go.And fear no more for me; or if you fearCast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.Is He not yonder in those uttermostParts of the morning? if I flee to theseCan I go from Him? and the sea is His,The sea is His: He made it.’
Enoch rose,Cast his strong arms about his drooping wife,And kiss’d his wonder-stricken little ones;But for the third, the sickly one, who sleptAfter a night of feverous wakefulness,When Annie would have raised him Enoch said‘Wake him not; let him sleep; how should the childRemember this?’ and kiss’d him in his cot.But Annie from her baby’s forehead cliptA tiny curl, and gave it: this he kept
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