Fallen

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Pure and sweet, pure and sweet,
Pure and sweet and true.
Little child with the steadfast eyes,
Eyes of heaven's own blue.

Would, O God! that I were still,
Even such as you.
Pure and sweet, pure and sweet,
Pure and sweet and true.

Law & Order and Other Poems
Clarence Baily
The Dubois Press
Rochester, NY 1933

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