Those flaxen locks, those eyes of blue
Bright as thy mother's in their hue;
Those rosy lips, whose dimples play
And smile to steal the heart away,
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' Why, let the world unfeeling frown, Must I fond Nature's claim disown? Ah, no- though moralists reprove, I hail thee, dearest child of love, Fair cherub, pledge of youth and joy A Father guards thy birth, my Boy! '............Liberal thoughts! He was ahead of his time!
I hail thee, dearest child of love, Fair cherub, pledge of youth and joy A Father guards thy birth, my Boy! My son, my cherub. lovely. tony