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The Foundling
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Alice.
  No father's care That I'm aware
    Have I been cherished by;
 
No mother's smile
Did e'er beguile
    My joyous infancy,
My joyous infancy.
  That I'm alive, And grow and thrive,
    I know indeed full well,
  But how, alas! it came to pass
    I cannot, cannot tell.
 
No father's care
That I'm aware
    Have I been cherished by;
 
No mother's smile
Did e'er beguile
    My joyous infancy,
My joyous infancy.
The Foundling

A father's pinch
Might make me flinch,
  As you're no doubt aware;
A mother's tweak
Upon the cheek
  Is very hard to bear,
Is very hard to bear;
But harder yet
To owe a debt
  To no progenitor,
I would die
Content, if I
  Could be accounted for.
No father's care
That I'm aware
  Have I been cherished by;
No mother's smile
Did e'er beguile
  My joyous infancy,
My joyous infancy.

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