Magdalen
My father took me by the hand And led me home again; (He brought me in from sorrow As you'd bring a child from rain). The child's place at the hearth-stone, The child's place at the board, And the picture at the bed's head Of wee ones wi' the Lord. It's just a child come home he sees To nestle at his arm; (He brought me in from sorrow As you'd bring a child from harm). And of the two of us who sit By hearth and candle-light, There's just one hears a woman's heart Break--breaking in the night.
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