(2 June 1840 – 11 January 1928 / Dorchester / England)

To an Unborn Pauper Child

Breathe not, hid Heart: cease silently,
And though thy birth-hour beckons thee,
Sleep the long sleep:
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  • Daphne Grant (3/20/2006 3:54:00 PM)

    A man may wait many generations to find success, the average child is born to spend it's days in poverty, yet life itself e en daylight simple joys must make life worth living. Thought on this peom.

    Daphne

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