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EMMIE	A
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Our doctor had call'd in another I never	B
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had seen him before	C
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But he sent a chill to my heart when I saw	D
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him come in at the door	C
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Fresh from the surgery schools of France	E
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and of other lands	F
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Harsh red hair big voice big chest big	G
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merciless hands	F
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Wonderful cures he had done O yes but	H
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they said too of him	I
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He was happier using the knife than in trying	J
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to save the limb	I
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And that I can well believe for he look'd	K
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so coarse and so red	L
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I could think he was one of those who would	M
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break their jests on the dead	L
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And mangle the living dog that had loved	N
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him and fawn'd at his knee	A
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Drench'd with the hellish oorali that	O
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ever such things should be	A
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II	-
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Here was a boy I am sure that some of	P
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our children would die	-
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But for the voice of love and the smile	Q
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and the comforting eye	-
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Here was a boy in the ward every bone	R
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seem'd out of its place	S
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Caught in a mill and crush'd it was all	T
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but a hopeless case	S
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And he handled him gently enough but his	U
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voice and his face were not kind	V
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And it was but a hopeless case he had seen	W
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it and made up his mind	V
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And he said to me roughly 'The lad will	X
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need little more of your care '	-
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'All the more need ' I told him 'to seek	Y
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The Lord Jesus in prayer	Z
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They are all His children here and I pray	A2
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for them all as my own '	-
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But he turn'd to me 'Ay good woman	B2
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can prayer set a broken bone '	-
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Then he mutter'd half to himself but I	-
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know that I heard him say	A2
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'All very well but the good Lord Jesus	C2
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has had his day '	-
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III	-
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Had has it come It has only dawn'd	D2
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It will come by and by	-
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O how could I serve in the wards if the	E2
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hope of the world were a lie	-
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How could I bear with the sights and the	E2
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loathsome smells of disease	F2
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But that He said 'Ye do it to me when ye	A
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do it to these'	F2
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IV	P
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So he went And we past to this ward	G2
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where the younger children are laid	H2
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Here is the cot of our orphan our darling	J
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our meek little maid	H2
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Empty you see just now We have lost	I2
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her who loved her so much	J2
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Patient of pain tho' as quick as a sensitive	P
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plant to the touch	J2
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Hers was the prettiest prattle it often	B2
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moved me to tears	F2
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Hers was the gratefullest heart I have	P
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found in a child of her years	F2
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Nay you remember our Emmie you used	K2
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to send her the flowers	F2
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How she would smile at 'em play with 'em	L2
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talk to 'em hours after hours	F2
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They that can wander at will where the	E2
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works of the Lord are reveal'd	M2
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Little guess what joy can be got from a	E2
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cowslip out of the field	M2
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Flowers to these 'spirits in prison' are all	T
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they can know of the spring	J
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They freshen and sweeten the wards like	N2
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the waft of an angel's wing	J
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And she lay with a flower in one hand and	O2
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her thin hands crost on her breast	P2
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Wan but as pretty as heart can desire and	O2
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we thought her at rest	P2
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Quietly sleeping so quiet our doctor said	L
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'Poor little dear	Q2
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Nurse I must do it to morrow she'll	R2
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never live thro' it I fear '	-
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V	P
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I walk'd with our kindly old doctor as far	S2
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as the head of the stair	Z
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Then I return'd to the ward the child	T2
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didn't see I was there	Z
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VI	P
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Never since I was nurse had I been so	F2
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grieved and so vext	T2
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Emmie had heard him Softly she call'd	T2
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from her cot to the next	T2
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'He says I shall never live thro' it O Annie	P
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what shall I do '	-
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Annie consider'd 'If I ' said the wise	F2
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little Annie 'was you	U2
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I should cry to the dear Lord Jesus to help	V2
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me for Emmie you see	P
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It's all in the picture there Little children	B2
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should come to me '	-
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Meaning the print that you gave us I	P
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find that it always can please	F2
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Our children the dear Lord Jesus with	W2
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children about his knees	F2
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'Yes and I will ' said Emmie 'but then if	P
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I call to the Lord	T2
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How should he know that it's me such a	E2
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lot of beds in the ward '	-
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That was a puzzle for Annie Again she	P
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consider'd and said	T2
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'Emmie you put out your arms and you	U2
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leave 'em outside on the bed	T2
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The Lord has so much to see to but Emmie	P
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you tell it him plain	X2
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It's the little girl with her arms lying out	T2
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on the counterpane '	-
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VII	P
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I had sat three nights by the child I	P
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could not watch her for four	C
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My brain had begun to reel I felt I	P
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could do it no more	C
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That was my sleeping night but I thought	T2
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that it never would pass	F2
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There was a thunderclap once and a clatter	B
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of hail on the glass	F2
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And there was a phantom cry that I heard	T2
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as I tost about	T2
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The motherless bleat of a lamb in the	E2
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storm and the darkness without	T2
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My sleep was broken besides with dreams	F2
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of the dreadful knife	P
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And fears for our delicate Emmie who	U2
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scarce would escape with her life	P
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Then in the gray of the morning it seem'd	T2
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she stood by me and smiled	T2
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And the doctor came at his hour and we	P
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went to see to the child	T2
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VIII	P
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He had brought his ghastly tools we believed	T2
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her asleep again	Y2
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Her dear long lean little arms lying out	T2
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on the counterpane	Y2
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Say that His day is done Ah why should	T2
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we care what they say	F2
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The Lord of the children had heard her	B
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and Emmie had past away	F2