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28660	Anonymous	Phebe, the Blackberry Girl Uncle Thomas's Stories for Good Children			.txt	text/plain	4119	499	100	"'Poor little girl, you fell,' said she, Thus, thought I, to her Lamb that little maid might sing! For rain and mountain storms, the like thou need'st not fear; Rest little young one, rest; thou hast forgot the day Thou knowest that twice a day I brought thee in this can That 'tis thy mother's heart which is working so in thee? [Illustration: Father William and the Young Man.] You are old, Father William, the young man said, You are old, Father William, the young man still cries, You are old, Father William, the young man still cries, _Girl._ Come, little Dog, 'tis your master's will _Girl._ No, little Dog, it is far best to learn soon, [Illustration: "Put up thy work, dear Mother."] Put up thy work, I pray thee, Put up thy work, dear mother, Put up thy work, dear mother, Liv'd William, a good little child,	./cache/28660.txt	./txt/28660.txt