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Ellen makes her First Appearance in a White Frock, with a Book at
her Feet. This little girl, whom now you see, To mind mamma will
not agree, And though her face is fair and mild, You view a stubborn,
naughty child, Nay, Ellen is so wayward grown, Her book upon the
ground is thrown, And kind mamma, who loves so well, Can neither
make her read or spell
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