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We cannot exchange with each other our crosses, 

 The weight of the burden of each none can guess 



The struggle one makes to prevent further losses, 

 If us'd by another were crown'd with success. 



We only our several talents are keeping, 



Some many, some less, as His will doth ordain ; 



O'er other men's faults we have no time for weeping 

 What seems to us loss may in His sight be gain. 



TO E.WI.W. 



ODDLE along by aid of a chair, 



Little babe mine, and you soon will walk ; 

 As a summer's day may your life be fair ; 

 Chatter, my babe, and you soon will talk. 



Reach out your hand, and toddle away 



To mother's side ; now you're safely clasp'd ; 



May life's rough voyage be so made, I pray, 

 And the wish'd for haven reach'd at last. 



Stagger you did, but you did not fall ; 



A hand then saved you, and one will save 

 If, when you can talk, you learn, aye, to call 



On Him who our babe's existence gave. 



Sleep away, babe, on your mother's breast. 

 Peacefully sleep, and grow good and strong ; 



Grow up of small daughters the very best, 

 Brave to do right, and resist the wrong. 



