human
And if you keep them carefully, Then God will you reward; But if you otherwise should deal, God will your deeds regard. With lips as cold as any stone, They kissed their children small:
gpt
God bless you both, my children dear!
human
The keeping of your little ones, Sweet sister, do not fear; God never prosper me nor mine, Nor aught else that I have, If I do wrong your children dear When you are laid in grave!