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Baby, see the flowers! —Baby sees Fairer things than these, Fairer though they be than dreams of ours.

Baby, hear the birds! —Baby knows Better songs than those, Sweeter though they sound than sweetest words.

Baby, see the moon! —Baby's eyes Laugh to watch it rise, Answering light with love and night with noon.