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 \nVII  \nYoung as I am,my course is run,I shall not see another sun;I cannot lift my limbs to knowIf they have any life or no.My poor forsaken Child,ifIFor once could have thee close to me,With happy heart I then would die,And my last thought would happy be;But thou,dear Babe,art far away,70 Nor shall I see another day.  \n# Her Eyes Are Wild\n\nI  \nHer eyes are wild,her head is bare,The sun has burnt her coal-black hair;Her eyebrows have a rusty stain,And she came far from over the main.  \nShe has a baby on her arm,Or else she were alone;And underneath the hay-stack warm,And on the greenwood stone,She talked and sung the woods among,  \nro And it was in the English tongue.  \nⅡⅡ  \nSweet babe!they say that I am mad,But nay,my heart is far too glad;And I am happy when I singFull many a sad and doleful thing:Then,lovely baby,do not fear!I pray thee have no fear of me;But safe as in a cradle,hereMy lovely baby!thou shalt be:To thee重know too much I owe;20 I cannot work thee any woe.  \nIII  \nA fire was once within my brain;And in my head a dull,dull pain;And fiendish faces,one,two,three,Hung at my breast,and pulled at me;But then there came a sight ofjoy;It came at once to do me good;I waked,and saw my little boy,My little boy of flesh and blood;Oh joy for me that sight to see!30 For he was here,and only he.  \n1V  \n‘Suck,little babe,oh suck again!It cools my blood;it cools my brain;Thy lips I feel them,baby!theyDraw from my heart the pain away.Oh!press me with thy little hand;It loosens something at my chest;About that tight and deadly bandI feel thy little fingers prest.The breeze I see is in the tree:  \n4o It comes to cool my babe and me  \nV.  \n‘Oh!love me,love me,little boy!Thou art thy mother's only joy;And do not dread the waves below,When o'er the sea-rock's edge we go;The high crag cannot work me harm,Nor leaping torrents when they howl;The babe I carry on my arm,He saves for me my precious soul;Then happy lie;for blest am I;  \n50 Without me my sweet babe would die.  \nVI  \n‘Then do not fear,my boy!for theeBold as a lion will I be;And I will always be thy guide,Through hollo","cbCairPAdTRPlo53","https://ap.wps.com/l/cbCairPAdTRPlo53","pdf",416123,"English","# Her Eyes Are Wild\n## I\n## II\n## III\n## IV\n## V\n## VI\n## VII\n## VIII\n## IX\n## X\n# The Complaint of an Indian Woman\n## I\n## II\n## III\n## IV\n## V\n## VI\n## VII\n# The Idiot Boy","[{\"question\":\"What is the setting and tone of “Her Eyes Are Wild”?\",\"answer\":\"It is set in a woodland, hay-stack and greenwood stone landscape. 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