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The New-Born Baby's Song
(21 November 1787 – 5 October 1874 / Leeds, England)

The New-Born Baby's Song

Poem By Barry Cornwall

When I was twenty inches long,
I could not hear the thrush's song;
The radiance of the morning skies
Was most displeasing to my eyes.

For loving looks, caressing words,
I cared no more than sun or birds;
But I could bite my mother's breast,
And that made up for all the rest.

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Who is Barry Cornwall? I have known this poem for yearsas written by Frances Cornford