Lays Of Ind. By Aliph Cheem by Walter YeldhamLays Of Ind. By Aliph Cheem by Walter Yeldham

Lays Of Ind. By Aliph Cheem

byWalter Yeldham

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 edition. Excerpt: ... TWO FATES. O Dainty lady, O lady pale, O lady with golden hair, Why hurries your landau--what doth ail? Is it baby propped up there? How sickly he looks, with his vacant eyes, And his fingers twitched in pain! "You're going? Of course--I well surmiseBe quick, or you'll miss the train." Poor thing, how worried and ill she seems! There were tear-drops on her cheek. Oh, cruel, cruel the fierce sunbeams, To do such harm in a week. Mother and child struck down by the heat! Yes, this is a dreadful year. Really every soul that you meet Looks like a corpse, or near. Oh for a breath of a cold, keen air! A sniff of the mountain breeze! To open your mouth and inhale it fair, Coming over the seas. Well, she is lucky--she'll soon be safe, Up in the snowy hills; No reason for her to stay and chafe Over hot-weather ills. Her husband's a Colonel: handsome pay, And a pension for after life. There's a hitch about his getting away, But it's easy enough for his wife. So, dainty lady, be quick and start, Put baby into the train; And thank your God, from your inmost heart, That you're not a soldier's Jane. O sickly woman, with haggard face, And eyes so full of affright, Where are you going at that mad pace, And what do you clasp so tight? "It's baby, sir; O God, he will die! See, see how wretchedly thin. The fever 's taken him suddenly,--Just feel his burning skin. "I 'm taking him over to hospital, there,--. It's cooler than where I live. If he only could breathe some sweet fresh air, Oh, sir, what wouldn't I give? "It's bitter to see your little one Gasping away its life; It's bitter--but, sir, what can be done? I'm only a soldier's wife. "The doctors are kind, and take such care Of our children when they fade; But they cannot quench the fire in the air, Or...
Title:Lays Of Ind. By Aliph CheemFormat:PaperbackDimensions:52 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.11 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217007066

ISBN - 13:9780217007061

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