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GOOD morning, Rose; give me your little hand.

Why do you turn away and silent stand?

When loving little playmates early meet,

Their morning greeting should be warm and sweet.

Give me a kiss, dear; all the livelong day

With our wax babies you and I will play.

Let us at once our merry games begin;

Don’t linger outside longer—pray come in.