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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355234" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The First Tooth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SISTER.<br>Through the house what busy joy,<br>Just because the infant boy<br>Has a tiny tooth to show.<br>I have got a double row,<br>All as white, and all as small;<br>Yet no one cares for mine at all.<br>He can say but half a word,<br>Yet that single sound's preferred<br>To all the words that I can say<br>In the longest summer day.<br>He cannot walk, yet if he put<br>With mimic motion out his foot,<br>As if he thought he were advancing,<br>It's prized more than my best dancing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>BROTHER.<br>Sister, I know, you jesting are,<br>Yet O! of jealousy beware.<br>If the smallest seed should be<br>In your mind of jealousy,<br>It will spring, and it will shoot,<br>Till it bear the baneful fruit.<br>I remember you, my dear,<br>Young as is this infant here.<br>There was not a tooth of those<br>Your pretty even ivory rows,<br>But as anxiously was watched,<br>Till it burst its shell new hatched,<br>As if it a Phoenix were,<br>Or some other wonder rare.<br>So when you began to walk-<br>So when you began to talk-<br>As now, the same encomiums past.<br>'Tis not fitting this should last<br>Longer than our infant days;<br>A child is fed with milk and praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a><div class=q>
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Through the house what busy joy,
Just because the infant boy
Has a tiny tooth to show.
I have got a double row,
All as white, and all as small;
Yet no one cares for mine at all.
He can say but half a word,
Yet that single sound's preferred..."></div>
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