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THE SHOWER OF PEARLS.
WHEN I look up to yonder sky,
But one who sees and cares for me.
His name is God, he gave me birth,
'Tis He my daily food provides,
Then surely I should ever love
To love a little child like me.
THE COTTON TREE AND THE BOOK.
FAIR befal the cotton tree!
Spin the cotton into thread;
Thou hast worn it, little child,-