In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture-but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?
Press close bare-bosom'd night-press close magnetic nourishing night!
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This hour I tell things in confidence, I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.
Sit a while dear son, Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink, But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.