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· WE ARE SEVEN.

A simple child, dear brother Jim,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage girl,
She was eight years old, she said ;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That cluster'd round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad;
Her eyes were fair, and very fair,
—Her beauty made me glad.

“ Sisters and brothers, little maid,
"How many may you be ?”
“ How many? seven in all," she said,
And wondering looked at me.

" And where are they, I pray you tell ?"
She answered, “ Seven are we,
" And two of us at Conway dwell,
“ And two are gone to sea.

'“ Two of us in the church-yard lie,
"My sister and my brother,
"And in the church-yard cottage, I
"Dwell near them with my mother."

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“ You say that two at Conway dwell,
" And two are gone to sea,
" Yet you are seven; I pray you tell
"Sweet Maid, how this may be?"

Then did the little Maid reply,
“ Seven boys and girls are we; '
“ Two of us in the church-yard lie,
“ Beneath the church-yard tree."

“ You run about, my little maid,
“ Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
“ Then ye are only five."

"Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, “ And they are side by side.

"My stockings there I often knit,
"My 'kerchief there I hem ;
“ And there upon the ground I sit
so I sit and sing to them.

“ And often after sunset, Sir,
“ When it is light and fair,
“ I take my little porringer,
“ And eat my supper there. .

“ The first that died was little Jane;
“ In bed she moaning lay,
“ Till God released her of her pain,
“ And then she went away.

"So in the church-yard she was laid,
“ And all the summer dry,
“ Together round her grave we played,
“ My brother John and I.

"And when the ground was white with snow, "And I could run and slide, “ My brother John was forced to go, “ And he lies by her side."

How many are you then," said I, “ If they two are in Heaven?" The little Maiden did reply, "O Master! we are seven.''

“ But they are dead; those two are dead! "Their spirits are in heaven !" 'Twas throwing words away; for still

The little Maid would have her will, » And said, "Nay, we are seven !"

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