GUESS.
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I see two lilies, white as snow, That mother loves and kisses so; Dearer they are than gold or lands: Guess me the lilies,—baby's hands! I know a rosebud fairer far Than any buds of summer are; Sweeter than sweet winds of the south: Guess me the rosebud,—baby's mouth! I've found a place where shines the sun: Yes, long, long, after day is done; Oh! how it loves to linger there: Guess me the sunshine,—baby's hair! There are two windows where I see My own glad face peep out at me; These windows beam like June's own skies: Guess me the riddle,—baby's eyes!
George Cooper.
