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But her face is so white. She makes me frightened. Hold me, Daddy—" and she crouched in his arms. "You mustn't be frightened of her, Wonder. She loves little girls. See how she is smiling at you. She wants to be friends with you. She wants you to kiss her, little Wonder." BUT HER FACE IS SO WHITE SHE MAKES ME FRIGHTENED HOLD ME DADDY AND SHE CROUCHED IN HIS ARMS YOU MUSTN'T BE FRIGHTENED OF HER WONDER SHE LOVES LITTLE GIRLS SEE HOW SHE IS SMILING AT YOU SHE WANTS TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOU SHE WANTS YOU TO KISS HER LITTLE WONDER
 my saint of saints, My dark Rosaleen!.... Over dews, over sands, Will I fly for your weal: Your holy delicate white hands Shall girdle me with steel. At home in your emerald bowers, From morning's dawn till e'en, You'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! You'll think of me thro' daylight hours, My virgin flower, my flower of flowers, My dark Rosaleen! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer To heal your many ills! And one beamy smile from you Would float like light between My toils and me, my own, my true, My dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My dark Rosaleen! Wonder, child-like, wearied with the length of the verses, and suddenly the white face of Silencieux caught her eye. "Who is that lady, Daddy?" "That is Silencieux." "What a pretty name! Is she a kind lady, Daddy?" "Sometimes." "She is very beautiful. She is like little mother.  ROSALEEN TO HEAR YOUR SWEET AND SAD COMPLAINTS MY LIFE MY LOVE MY SAINT OF SAINTS MY DARK ROSALEEN OVER DEWS OVER SANDS I WILL FLY FOR YOUR WHEEL YOUR HOLY DELICATE WHITE HANDS SHALL GIRDLE ME WITH STEEL AT HOME IN YOUR EMERALD BOWERS FROM MORNING'S DAWN TILL INN YOU'LL PRAY FOR ME MY FLOWER OF FLOWERS MY DARK ROSALEEN MY FOND ROSALEEN YOU LL THINK OF ME THROUGH DAYLIGHT HOURS MY VIRGIN FLOWER MY FLOWER OF FLOWERS MY DARK ROSALEEN I COULD SCALE THE BLUE AIR I COULD PLOUGH THE HIGH HEELS OH I COULD KNEEL ALL NIGHT IN PRAYER TO HEAL YOUR MANY ILLS AND ONE BEAMY SMILE FROM YOU WOULD FLOAT LIKE LIGHT BETWEEN MY TOILS AND ME MY OWN MY TRUE MY DARK ROSALEEN MY FOND ROSALEEN WOULD GIVE ME LIFE AND SOUL ANEW A SECOND LIFE A SOUL ANEW MY DARK ROSALEEN WONDER CHILD LIKE WEARIED WITH THE LENGTH OF THE VERSES AND SUDDENLY THE WHITE FACE OF SELA CAUGHT HER EYE WHO IS THAT LADY DADDY THAT IS SELAGO WHAT A PRETTY NAME IS SHE A KIND LADY DADDY SOMETIMES SHE IS VERY BEAUTIFUL SHE IS LIKE LITTLE MOTHER
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