Louisa May Alcott (Луиза Мэй Олкотт)

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"Here is the bracelet
For good little May
To wear on her arm
By night and by day.
When it shines like the sun,
All's going well;
But when you are bad,
A sharp prick will tell.
Farewell, little girl,
For now we must part.
Make a fairy-box, dear,
Of your own happy heart;
And take out for all
Sweet gifts every day,
Till all the year round
Is like beautiful May."

1. A Song from the Suds
2. Now Hark, Little May
3. Mountain--Laurel
4. My Kingdom
5. Welcome, Mighty Chief, Once More

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