by Charles Kingsley (1819 - 1875)

My fairest child, I have no song to give...
Language: English 
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe in skies so dull and gray;
Yet, [if you will, one quiet hint I'll]1 leave you,
For every day.

I'll tell you how to sing a clearer carol
Than lark who hails the dawn or breezy down
To earn yourself a purer poet's laurel
Than Shakespeare's crown.

Be good, sweet maid, and let who [can]2 be clever;
Do [lovely]3 things, not dream them, all day long;
And so make [Life, and Death, and that For Ever,]4
One grand sweet song.

J. Paine sets stanzas 1, 3

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1 Paine: "e'er we part, one lesson I can"
2 Paine: "will"
3 Paine: "noble"
4 Paine: "life, death, and that vast forever,"


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This text was added to the website: 2010-02-18
Line count: 12
Word count: 94