Remember baby’s smile, the best, her first,
that daddy had the privilege to see;
no sadness had yet come to do its worst -
you smiled as if no evil e’er could be.
This is a long and lonely life for me –
because your little face was lost one day
from daddy’s eyes, and I no longer see
that saddest look, as mummy drove away.
Yet when rememb’ring lovely little eyes,
first grinning with delight on daddy’s knee,
I say - good night, God bless you, and good bye;
no power on earth can bring you back to me.