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Thomas Hood - Birthday Verses
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Good morrow to the golden morning, 
Good morrow to the world`s delight— 
I`ve come to bless thy life`s beginning, 
Since it makes my own so bright! 
I have brought no roses, sweetest, 
I could find no flowers, dear,— 
It was when all sweets were over 
Thou wert born to bless the year. 
But I`ve brought thee jewels, dearest, 
In thy bonny locks to shine,— 
And if love shows in their glances, 
They have learn`d that look of mine!
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