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O mother of the darling sweet,

Keep warm, keep warm the baby’s feet!

Would you make strong the tiny form,

Against disease, against the storm,

Then keep the precious feet most warm!

Countless little graves now hold

The tiny form within their fold,

Because in life their feet were cold.

Then, mother of the darling sweet,

Keep warm, keep warm the baby’s feet!