Rampolli - A Year's Diary of an Old Soul

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IV.

Thy little hand lay on my bosom, dear: What a knocking in that little chamber!--dost hear? There dwelleth a carpenter evil, and he Is hard at work on a coffin for me.

He hammers and knocks by night and by day; 'Tis long since he drove all my sleep away: Ah, haste thee, carpenter, busy keep, That I the sooner may go to sleep!

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