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Слушать(AI)At The Door
I thought myself indeed secure, So fast the door, so firm the lock;
But, lo! he toddling comes to lure My parent ear with timorous knock.
My heart were stone could it withstand The sweetness of my baby's plea,—That timorous, baby knocking and "Please let me in,—it's only me."I threw aside the unfinished book, Regardless of its tempting charms,
And opening wide the door,
I took My laughing darling in my arms.
Who knows but in Eternity, I, like a truant child, shall
The glories of a life to be, Beyond the Heavenly Father's gate?
And will that Heavenly Father heed The truant's supplicating cry,
As at the outer door I plead, "'T is I,
O Father! only I"?
Eugene Field
Eugene Field Sr. (September 2, 1850 – November 4, 1895) was an American writer, best known for his children's poetry and humorous essays. He was
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