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Songs for my children

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Title:
Songs for my children
Creator:
Chaplin, Jane Dunbar, 1819-1884
Holland, Andrew ( Printer )
Kilburn & Mallory ( Engraver )
American Tract Society (Boston, Mass.) ( Publisher )
Geo. C. Rand & Avery
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Boston
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American Tract Society
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Geo. C. Rand & Avery, Electrotypers and Printers
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English
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192 p., <2> leaves of plates : col. ill. ; 16 cm.

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Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile poetry ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile poetry ( lcsh )
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Children's poetry -- 1861 ( lcsh )
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Children's poetry ( lcsh )
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poetry ( marcgt )
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United States -- Massachusetts -- Boston
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juvenile ( marctarget )

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Without music.
General Note:
Illustrations engraved by Kilburn-Mallory and printed in colors by A. Holland.
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Brittle Books Program
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with numerous illustrations.

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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1861, by the
AMERICAN TRACT SOCIETY,
In the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.

IN the preparation of this work, it has been our aim to

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give to the little ones a book of home songs; simple and

ture, yet grave enough to instruct and profit. May it
prove a source of delight in many thousands of happy |

homes. J. D. C.

GEO. C. RAND & AVERY,
ELECTROTYPERS AND PRINTERS.

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Children of the Light,. . . . . Child at Home, . .
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Going to Bed,.......-. Aunt Effie’s Rhymes, .

Gone a Fishing,.. .

Good-night,......

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Haste to School, ..
Heathen Lands,...
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Honor God’s Name, .

Hop's Songs i056 6s 3s
How to be a Gentleman,. .
How can a Child be Saved?
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Katie’s Treasures,. .
Kindness to Animals,

Learning to Walk,. .
Learn your Lesson, .
Little Abby’s Hymn,
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Little Mat, .....

Merry Raindrops,. .
Mother’s Song,....
Morning Thoughts, .
My Child’s Hymn, .
My Little One, ...
My Little Sister, . .
My Mother,:. ..°.° «;
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My Tame Squirrel, .

Naughty Baby,... .
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Our Mary,. ......+...-s Child at Home, . . .183

: Popping Corn,. ......« + « Harper's Magazine, 6
) Pouting Jennie,........ - Original,...... 47

Quarreling, . 9 ’ * * * . . . . > a . . . . . . . . . . 181

ier) Retrospect, *.......... - Summer Songs,. . .191
Robbie and his Hobby-horse, .....2..+e++e+-4- 52

Sing, Children, ...... . 59
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Swedish Mother’s Lullaby, . . . Miss F. Bremer, . . 149
Gs aise -c-s 0 « « « « Original,...... 54

The Afternoon Visit, ..... .Childat Home, ... 30
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The Angels in the House,. ... 1... -eee 0175
The April Shower, ...... « Merry’s Museum,. . 35
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| The Bird’s Nest,. ..... . . . Blades and Flowers, 187
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re The Blacksmith’s Song, .... . Rev. C. H. Bulkley, . 145
The Bonnie wee Birdie we love, . Marion Keith, .. .119
The Boy who was Good all day, . Child at Home, ... 71
The Butterfly,. ....... . . Blades and Flowers, 139
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Mother's Song.

On come now, my darling,
And lie on my breast,
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What dreams in thy slumber,

Dear infant, are thine ?
«Thy sweet lips are smiling,

When close prest to mine!

All lovely and guileless,
Thou sleepest in joy,

And Heaven watches over
My beautiful boy!

Oh, would thus that ever
My darling might smile,
And still be a baby
My griefs to beguile!
But hope whispers sweetly,
Unbroken shall be
The tie that unites my
Sweet baby and me!

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Good- Aight.

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Amid its toil and strife.



Two more little feet
To walk the dusty road ;

To choose where two paths meet, —
The narrow and the broad.

Two more little hands
To work for good or ill;
Two more little eyes,
Another little will.

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Another heart to love,
Receiving love again ;
And so the baby came,
A thing of joy and pain.

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As I walked over the hill, one day,

I listened, and heard a mother sheep say,—
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As my little lammie, with his nimble feet ;
With his eye so bright,
And his wool so white,
Oh, he is my darling, my heart’s delight.”
And the mother sheep and her little one
- Side by side lay down in the sun,
And they went to sleep on the hillside warm,
While my little lammie lies here on my arm.



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I went to the kitchen, and what did I see,
But the old gray cat with her kittens three.

I heard her whispering soft ;— said she,

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The bird on the tree,
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| May love their babies exceedingly ;
F | But I love my kittens there,
P . Under the rocking-chair,—
Tlove my kittens with all my might,
_ Tlove them at morning, and noon, and night.
- Now I'll take up my kitties, the kitties I love,
_ And we’ll lie down together beneath the
warm stove.”
Dict the kitties sleep under the stove sowarm,
_ While my little darling lies here on my arm.

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_ I went to the yard, and I saw the old hen

Go clucking about with her chickens ten.

‘She clucked and she scratched and she
bristled away,

And what do you think I heard the hen say?

I heard her say, “The sun never did shine

On any thing like to these chickens of mine.

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My dear downy darlings! my sweet little

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Come nestle now cosily under my wings.”
So the hen said,
And the chickens all sped
As fast as they could to theirnice feather bed.

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While my little chick nestles here on my
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& Ah! she is our only darling,

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All her little ways are witty ;

And when she sings her little ditty
Every word is just as pretty

B- As can be ;—

_ Not-another in the city

— Sweet as she.

You don’t think so, — never saw her;
Wish you could
- See her with her playthings clattering,
Hear her little tongue a chattering, —
Little dancing feet come pattering, —
Think you would
Love her just as well as I do, —
If you could!

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Every grandma’s only darling,
I suppose,

Is as sweet and bright a blossom,

Is a treasure to her bosom,

_ Is as cheering and endearing,
As my rose ; —

Heavenly Father, spare them to us
Till life’s close.

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Washing the Raby.

Hvusu, my baby! what’s the matter,
That you’re raising such a din?
Well you know ’tis sparkling water
Gives you such a shining skin.

Cease your squirming, take your washing,
Then youll get your milk and bread ;
If you do not quit your splashing,
I may duck you o’er the head!

Now ’tis o’er, my bonnie dearie,
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Lively, leaping little fairy,
See how soon I’ll dress you now.

Let me smooth your pretty head now,
___ Let me comb your shining hair; —
To your gambols you have fled now,
__-Whirling round your father’s chair.

_ Now you funny, frisking fairy,
See how trim you are and sleek,
Water makes you brisk and airy, _
Lights your eye and paints your cheek. :

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Oh, there’s naught like being cleanly!

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_ Cleanliness is more than. wealth ;
If we dress however meanly,
Cleanliness gives joy and health.

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As all the world knows;
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And dear, darling Helen,
So pleasant and good ;—
I always have loved her
As much as I could.

And Eddy and I
Have the finest of play,
Sometimes in the garden,
Sometimes on the hay.

I love my dear papa,
Who takes me to ride;
And, when mamma is gone,
I sleep close by his side.

But, oh, my good mamma /
I hug her all day,
And my heart is most broke

When mamma goes away.

My very good mamma ;—
I love all the rest,

But my little heart’s certain
I love her the best.



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Dr. Watts’ Cradle Hymn.

Husu, my dear, lie still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed;

Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.



Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide ;
And without thy care or payment,
All thy wants are well supplied.

Soft and easy is thy cradle ;
Cold and hard thy Saviour lay,
_ When his birthplace was a manger,
And his softest bed Was hay.

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Blessed babe! what glorious features,
Spotless fair, divinely bright!

Must he dwell with brutal creatures ?
How could angels bear the sight!

Was there nothing but a manger,
Cursed sinners could afford

To receive the heavenly stranger?
Did they thus affront the Lord?

Soft, my child, I did not chide thee,
Though my song might sound too hard ;
*T is thy mother sits tae thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.

Yet to read the shameful story,
How the Jews abused their king,

How they served the Lord of Glory,
Makes me angry while I sing.

See the kinder shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky ;
Where they sought him, there they found

him,

With his virgin mother by.

See the lovely babe a-dressing;
Lovely infant, “how he smiled!







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When he wept, the mother’s blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy Child.

Lo! he slumbers in the manger,
Where the horned oxen fed;

Peace, my darling, here ’s no danger, —
There’s no oxen near thy bed.

”T was to save thee, child, from dying,
Save my dear from burning flame,

Bitter groans and endless crying,
That thy blest Redeemer came.

Mayst thou live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him all thy days;
Then go dwell for ever near him,
See his face and sing his praise.



I could give thee thousand kisses,
Hoping what I most desire ;
| Not a mother’s fondest wishes _
9 Can to greater joys aspire.

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Aaughty Paby.

Basy, baby Charlie,
Naughty in his play,

Slapping little sister,
Pushing her away ;

Patting with his soft hands,
Laughing in his fun ;

Slapping with such good will
That the tear-drops run.

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Do not cry, dear sister,
Wipe away the tear;
Keep away from Charlie;
Do not come so near;

Or his little hands will
Pull your curly hair.

Peep at baby, sister —
Peep behind the chair.

Kiss the baby, darling, —
Kiss the little one;

He is only playing
In his baby fun.

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Humpy-pumpy, short and small,
Humpy-dumpy got a fall;

All the wisdom in the land
Can not teach the babe to stand.







Humpy-dumpy is too young
To use his feet or use his tongue ;
When he holds his mother’s hand,
Only can the baby stand.

Humpy-dumpy tugs and tries,
Bumps his curly head and cries;



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Mamma kisses off his tears,
And he soon forgets his fears.

Humpy-dumpy dreads no fall,
Leaning ’gainst the parlor wall ;

Wait till he is stronger grown,
Darling then will walk alone.

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Haby’s Cove.

Sweet baby, you may make a noise,
a With whistle, drum, or rattling toys;

5 But wel keep still —we great big boys —
Lest our dear mother it annoys.
Yes, you may take our top; the ball
Well bounce for you upon the wall ;
The kite’s too high for you to hold;
You’re little yet, my baby bold!

These painted toys you must not touch,
Because ’t would hurt you very much
If you should suck the green or red ;—
What should we do if you were dead?
Here is a pretty marble cat,

Now try your pearly teeth on that ;
And sister’s newest china doll;

Be careful, do not let it fall!

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Poor, silly babe! He wont be pleased,
But seems to think he’s sadly teased
Because he can not have a knife,

Nor beat poor Sissy with the fife!

His hands o’er all the playthings pass,
And reach out for the looking-glass!
And oh, one day it was such fun

To see him try to reach the sun!

How sadly would our darling fare

If there were none for him to care!

We’ll make you happy, if we can,

And then, sweet pet, when you’re a man,
You’ll thank us for the pains we took |
To give you toy and picture-book

Rather than scissors or a knife,

To make you blind, or take your life.

See now! he’s got the china calf;

Dear lamb! do hear that warbling laugh!
It seems to say, ‘ Big boys know best,

So I will set my heart at rest!’

There, Nursey comes, with cup and bib;
She wants to put him in his crib;

Now each one take a honey-kiss, —
Was ever babe so sweet as this!





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Feeding the Folls.

Cuick, chick, chick ! ;
Here are plenty of crumbs to pick!
Mother-hen, you need not scratch
While you have a chick to hatch.
Chick, chick, chick!

Goose, goose, goose!
Don’t be making such a fuss;

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Sure youll always get your share,
_ Though a hundred fowls be there.
Goose, goose, goose!

Duck, duck, duck!

_ You are surely born to luck!

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‘Meal, while others make the din;
—_-Duck, duck, duck!

Turkey, turk, turk!
_ Do not come with such a jerk,
_ Tossing up your haughty head, |
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Turk, turk, turk!

Run, run, run! :

Seek your business or your fun;
Cluck and hiss and quack and gobble,
Off, as fast as you can hobble!

Run, run, run!

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As step by step the hill we mount,
As one by one we learn to count,

So word by word we learn to spell,
And line by line to read quite well.



















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Baby Gating Dreakfast.

HzrE’s my baby’s bread and milk, |
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Here’s the basin, clean and neat,
Here’s the spoon of silver sweet,
Here’s the stool, and here’s the chair,
For my little lady fair.

No, you must not spill it out,

And drop the bread and milk about, |
But let it stand before you flat;
And pray, remember pussy-cat,—
Poor old pussy-cat, that purrs

All so patiently for hers.

True, she runs about the house,
Catching now and then a mouse;
But, though she thinks it very nice,
That only makes a tiny slice ;

So don’t forget that you should stop,
And leave poor puss a little drop.









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Rickery, rickety, rack!

Whoa, till I mount your back;

Now get up on th’ good old track ;

That’s the way, my honest Jack;
Rickety, rickety, rack!



Rickety, rickety, ro!

Neither lazy nor slow;

No, no, little pony, no;

How the fire flies when we go;
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Rickety, rickety, ree!

Wish my father could see

How, like the telegraph, we

Fly over land and sea;
Rickety, rickety, ree!

Rickety, rickety, run !
Wearily, now, the sun
Sinks to sleep, his journey done;
J aCe and I will end our fun;,.
| ~ Rickety, rickety, run !

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Che Alphabet.

ComE now, my darling, I must see
How you can say your A, B, C;

Go get your book, and come to me,
And I will hear your E, F, G,

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Be, B, C, D, EK, F, G,

H, I, J; By by MB OyP,
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And waits to hear me say my prayers;
And while I’m sitting on her knee,
She always kisses little me. |

- Before she takes away the light,

She tucks the blankets smooth and tight;
} And round about my sleepy head

_ She draws the curtains of the bed.

- Isee her walk across the floor,
_Thear her close the nursery door; |
_ And then I call with all my might,

_ “Good night, my sweet mamma, good night.”

_ That dear mamma, so sweet and mild, |
I hear her say, “God bless my child!”

_ And always when she goes away,

_ These are the words I hear her say.

~ Oh, what a happy child am I,
~ When in my little crib I lie,
- Blest by a tender mother’s love,
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Rine-a-tine! ring-a-ling goes the front bell;
Here’s little Hattie, whom Mary loves well;
“T’ve brought my dolly to visit with me,

Mamma has said that I might stay till tea.”

“ Now to the play-room let’s scamper away,
Here are the dollies, and what shall we play?
This one we’ll dress in her flounces of lace,
That in her cloak, with a veil on her face.

“See the bright pictures put round on the
wall,

And this china wash-bowl and pitcher so
small ; :

Here are the dishes all ranged on the shelves,
Let us have tea all alone to ourselves!









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Mamma will give us some sugar, I know,

Milk and some bread just as white as the
snow ;

Ourwlittle dishes we’ll set on the stand,
This tiny teapot holds water at hand.

“Pieces of apple for sauce we will take,
Pieces of bread we will pass round for cake,
Baby, to join in our frolic, we ’Il bring,
And for our music the birdies shall sing.

“ T[ere comes dear mamma to smile on our
play,

We are not happy when she is away;

Now she will tell us the stories we love,

Sing us sweet songs about heaven above.

“Gentle and kind we will both try to be,

For Jesus, who blessed little children will
see ; |

Then, when ’tis night, and our prayers we
have said,

Beautiful angels will watch round our bed.”

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On! here is Miss Pussy ;
She’s drinking her milk;
Her coat is as soft

And as glossy as silk.

She sips it all up
With her little lap-lap ;
Then, wiping her whiskers,
Lies down for a nap.

My kittie is gentle,
She loves me right well,
And how funny her play is
I’m sure I can’t tell.

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BABY’S COMPLAINT.

Now under the sofa,
Now under the table,
She laughs and says “ bo-peep”
“Ag well as she’s able.

Oh, dearly I love her!
And you never did see

Two happier playmates
Than kittie and me.



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She can’t be contented with talking so

pretty,

And washing and dressing and doing her
duty ;

All that’s very well, —I can bear soap and
water 5

But, mother, she is an unmerciful trotter!

Pretty ladies, I do want to look at your
faces,

Pretty cap, pretty fire, let me see how it
blazes ;

How can I? my head going bibity bob,

While oe trots me the harder, the harder I
SO

O mother! do stop her; I’m inwardly sore,

I hiccup and cry, but she trots me the more.

Oh! thank you, dear mother, for taking my
part,

And clasping your little one close to 2s
heart ;

Here baby may rest and just look about,

And laughs up at sister, who peeps in and
out,

And gaze upon all the strange things that I
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Oh dear! is that nurse? is she coming so

soon ?

She’s bringing my dinner, with teacup and
spoon ;

Shell hold me with one hand, in t’ other
the cup,

And as fast as it’s down she’ll just shake it
MPs

And thumpity thump with the greatest de-
light,

Her heel is kept going from morning to
night ;

All over the house you may hear it, I’m
sure,

Trot, trotting! Just think what I’m doomed
to endure. .

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PaTTER, patter, let it pour!

Patter, patter, let it roar!

Down the steep roof let it rush,

Down the steep roof let it rush,

*T is the -welcome April shower,
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On a Monday morning,
Cold and blustery,
Was n’t it a funny
Sight for one, to see
Little cousin Harry,
’Mid the kitchen din,
Fishing in the wash-tub
With a bent-up pin?









ASPIRATIONS.

Dignified and patient,
There the angler stood,

Not a whit disturbed by
Betty’s fretful mood ;

While she scrubbed and scolded,
He, in mute delight,

Watched his fishing-tackle, —
Waiting for a bite.

While against the windows
Drives the frozen rain,

With a thread of cotton ‘
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In the great blue wash-tub,

With a bent-up pin,
Little Harry’s fishing,
’*Mid the kitchen din.

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I am four years old this birthday,
So I’m getting very big;

I am never frightened, — never, —
No, not even by the pig.

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When I’m a little older,
I’m to have a beaver hat;

Not a white one, with a feather, —
Such a baby one as that!

And shall I go to college, too?
How pleasant that will be!

And may I fight the boys, mamma,
I mean, if they fight me ?



And I shall learn my lessons,
Not with letters on the floor,

But in great books, like papa’s,
And be a dunce no more.

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Oh, I wish that I was bigger!

Do you think I’m growing tall?
Will you measure me, mamma,
_ IfI stand against the wall?

For I’m four years old this birthday,
So I must be brave and bold,

And take care of little children,
Since I am grown so old.













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I am an honest toad,
Living here by the road;
Beneath a stone I dwell,
In a snug little cell.

Hip, hip, hop.

Just listen to my song:

I sleep all winter long;

But in spring I peep out,

And then I jump about,
‘Hip, hip, hop.





40 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

When the rain patters down,
I let it wet my crown;
And now and then I sip
A drop with my lip.
Hip, hip, hop.



And now I catch a fly,
And now I wink my eye,
And now I take a hop,
And now and then [ stop.
Hip, hip, hop.

And this is all I do,

And yet they say ’t is true,

That the toad’s face is sad,

And his bite is very bad.
Hip, hip, hop.

Oh! naughty folks they be,
Who tell such tales of me,
For I m an honest toad,
Just: living by the road,
Hip, hip, hop.

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Dear doll, how I love you!
Your form is so fair,
Your eyes are like diamonds,
And curly your hair;
I never get weary
Of seeing your face ;
And you are so lovely,
I call you “ Miss Grace.”

My kind mamma bought you
One day at a fair,
All dressed out so gayly,
And wrapped up with care. |
She gave me a workbox,
Cloth, scissors, and thread,
To make tiny sheets
For your neat little bed.

Here’s silk for your dresses,
And ribbons to trim ;
Ill make you as fine as
My wax “ Dolly Prim.”
My mamma loves order,
So, Gracie, you see
If I don’t keep my workbox

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

No silk shall be raveled,
No spool shall be lost ;
Ill obey her, no matter
What labor it cost!
I'll take tiny stitches,
And hem every skirt;
Nor scollop with scissors,
Like wild Kitty Flirt!

And thus Ill be learning.
To make my own clothes,
And help mamma sew
For our sweet baby Rose.
For mind you, Miss Gracie,
I shan ’t always play |
With dolls; I hope I shall be
A tall woman some day.

Then I hope to make garments
Much larger than these ;
Warm hoods, gowns, and cloaks,
That the poor may not freeze ;
And then, if I’m asked where
I got all my skill,
T’ll tell them ’t was making
Your dress, cloak, and frill!







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I HAVE a little squirry,
His step is quick and light, |
His tail is long and furry,
And his eyes are large and bright.

He burrows ’neath my pillow,
And curls himself to sleep ;
Or in my basket willow
He slyly loves to creep.

It’s of no use to scold him,
He always has his way,
Though oft and oft I’ve told him
To be quiet in his play.

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But bolder still and bolder
He grows with every week;
He springs upon my shoulder,
And frisks across my cheek ;

He builds his nest aloft there
Behind a barricade ;

And none can tell how soft there
The little crib he’s made;

What piles of snowy cotton,
What balls of worsted bright,

What skeins of silk forgotten, J
Or left within his sight.

And none can tell what bunches
Of hazel-nuts are stored,

What dinners and what lunches
Are in that secret hoard.

O Squirry, nimble Squirry!

I love thy merry ways,
And never feel it weary

To watch thee in thy plays.

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Cradle Song.

EVENING is balmy and cool in the West,

Lulling the golden bright meadows to rest;

Twinkle like silver the stars in the skies,

Greeting the two little slumbering eyes.
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep !

Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.

Now all the flowers are gone to repose,
All the sweet incense-cups peacefully close;
Blossoms rocked lightly on the evening’s”
mild breeze,
Drowsily, dreamily, swinging the trees.
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep!
Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.

_ Sleep till the flowers are opening once more,

Sleep till the lark in the morning shall soar,

Sleep till the golden bells’ heavenly chime

Festally welcomes the morning’s prime!
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep!

Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.





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WELL, what’s the matter? what a face!
Why! have you cut a vein?

And it isesuch a shocking place!
Come, let us look again.

I see it bleeds; but never mind
That tiny little drop ;

I don’t believe you'll ever find
That crying makes it stop.

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”T is sad indeed to cry at pain,
For any but a baby;
If that should chance to cut a vein,

‘We should not wonder, may be.

But such a man as you should try
To bear a little sorrow;

So run about and wipe your eye ;
*T will all be well to-morrow.

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Miss JENNiIz’s in her nightclothes, :
And sitting quite distressed, |
A-pouting in the nursery,
Because she won’t be dressed.

What shall we do with Jennie ?
The breakfast’s piping hot;

Her chair’s beside the tables
Shall we wait for her, or not? .

“Oh, no indeed!” says papa;
“'The child who loves to pout,
And wont come down to breakfast,
Must be made to go without!

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Dotty, can you read ?
Now pray tell me why

You can not —I’m sure
You are older than I.

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Send off her nice warm portion
To poor old Molly Gray,
And keep my little Jennie
In her nightclothes all the day.”



Here’s a beautiful book,

You have pretty bright eyes;
Come, now, let us see

If you really are wise.

You have eyes, but no mind;
I have eyes and mind too:
A hint let me take
To do better than you.



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A very little puppy, once,
While strutting proudly round,
Saw a brood of downy chickens,
With their mother on the ground.

The pup began his barking,
The chicks in terror flew;
“ Be off!” he cried, “ you shall not live,
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But now one little chicken,
Much braver than the rest,
Turned round and faced the puppy,
And raised her yellow crest.

She stamped her tiny clawfoot
With all a chicken’s pride:

“ Be careful how you call hard names,”
With dignity she cried.

“T don’t dispute your greatness, —
You are a clumsy elf;

But, sir, although you’re bigger, ‘
You’re a baby, like myself!” é

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Huste to School.

Trot, trot, trot! whether cold or hot!
Give me quick my books and slate,
Or at school I shall be late;

Trot, trot, trot! rather go than not!

Run, run, run! How I like the fun!
Though the sun is burning o’er me,
There’s the school-house straight before

me;

Run, run, run !—school will soon be done.

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Haste, haste, haste! time I must not waste;
For the supper will be ready,
And-they must not wait for Freddy ;
Haste, haste, haste! here’s my home at last!

Sleep, sleep, sleep! soon in slumbers deep,
Close beside my little brother,
With the soft kiss of my mother;
Sleep, sleep, sleep! till the morning peep.

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See how she jumps and
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That ’tis her little sister,
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To gather up her playthings,
And teach her how to ride;

And place her in her cradle
When she wants to go to sleep,

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

To rock it softly when she stirs,
And by its side to keep?

I’m sure I love her dearly,
And hope that she will me,

When she comes to know more clearly
How dear she is to me.

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And every night to God I’ll pray,
On his bright throne above,

To make me dear to baby,
And worthy of her love.

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Robbie und his Hobby- Horse.
Rosste’s on the hobby-horse
His dear, kind papa bought ;
Oh, I am sure *t would make you laugh
To see the change ’t has wrought.
He has forgot that Robbie is |
Our darling baby boy,
And thinks he is a grown-up man;
He’s almost wild with joy.

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Sweet babe! he longs to be a man;
He shakes his curly locks,

And says, “I want a jacket now,
My papa don’t wear frocks!

Go ’way, old bib, and baby-shoes,
My apron, and all that;

When I go out to ride, Ill wear
A pair of boots and hat!”

“Get up! get up! get up! whoa! whoa!”
The darling baby cries;

And whips his horse, when, o’er his head,
With pitch and bump he flies!

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' To mamma’s arms he flees.
“T’m not a man! I’m mamma’s boy!
Go ’way, you naughty hobby ; |
I’ll show Papa, when he comes home,

The bump you gave his Robbie!
The corner is your stable, Hob,
You shall not have an oat!

I never want to be a man,

To wear a hat and coat!”

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And soft hay beneath us spread ;—
We may swing both fast and high,
For there is no danger nigh.
Swing, swang, swung!

Through the barn their laughter rung;
Grandpa did not mind the noise,
He remembered childhood’s joys.
Father Time had not the power
That dear heart to chill or sour;

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I KNow a great boy,
His name is Will Howard,
Who, I’m sorry to say,
Is a sad, silly coward.
If bade by his father
To drive home the cow,
He shrinks from the pasture,
With pale cheek and brow.
So seven years’ Sammy
Goes off in his place,
And soon with old Moolly
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When Willie grows sleepy,
Nod, nod goes his head ;
For he dares not go up stairs

Alone to his bed.

He’s afraid of the cricket
That chirps in the dark 5
And shakes at gray dawn,
At the song of the lark.

He’s afraid of the garret,
The cellar, the tomb;
And thus poor Will Howard
Lives always in gloom.
Forgetting the Father
Who watches o’er all;
Without whose permission
No sparrow can fall.

The holy book tells us
How wicked men flee,
When the righteous are bold as
The lion can be.

Let us think of the eye
That ne’er sleepeth, above,
And lie down to rest
On the bosom of love.

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Hear the old dog now;
I know him well by his bark ; —
Bow, wow, wow!
He makes a great row,
When he hears a step in the dark.

Not a breath can stir,
But he’s up in a whir!
And a loud bow-wow gives he;
With his tail on end,
The house he’ll defend,
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When we’re sleeping sound,
He ’ll make his long round,
A sentry, to drive thieves away.
Through the long dark night,
Till broad daylight,
- He keeps them all at bay.

Through the long bright day,
With the children he ’ll play,
And frisk about in the sun;
On his back, astride,
They may safely ride,
For well he likes the fun. |

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He will grateful eat,

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As he wags his curly tail!
Both well and quick
A bone he will pick;

At eating he never will fail!

By all he is kenned
As a faithful friend ;

No flattering tongue has he;
And we all may learn
From the old watch-dog

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Uy Child's Hymn.

I am a very little child;

I’m very young and very wild,
And, sometimes, naughty too.
I’m led by many a foolish thought
To do the things I never ought

To think of, or to do.

But God, the holy God above,

Is very kind and full of love
For little ones like me;

And he will hear me if I pray,

And he will help me every day
A better child to be.

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Sing, Children.

Woo shall sing, if not the children?
Did not Jesus die for them?

May they not with other jewels
Sparkle in his diadem?

Why to them were voices given, —
Bird-like voices, sweet and clear ;—

Why, unless the song of heaven
They begin to practice here?



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Che Little Bow and the Stars.

YE pretty twinkling stars, that shine
Above my head so high,

If I had but a pair of wings,
I’d join you in the sky.

I am not happy sitting here,
Without a book or toy,
For I was sent away because

I was a naughty boy.

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I'll tell you all I did;
I only said I would not do
The thing that I was bid.

I’m six years old this-very day,
And I can write and read;

And not to have my own way yet,
Is very hard indeed.

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Oh tell me, little stars, for much

_ I wonder why you go

The whole night long, from east to west,
So patiently and slow.

“We have a Father, little child,
Who guides us on our way: ©
We never question when he speaks

We listen and obey.”

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CHillie dHinkie.
Littte Willie Winkie
Runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs,
In his nightgown.
Knocking on the window,
Calling at the lock,

“ Are the children all in bed?
For it’s now ten o’clock.”

“Hey! Willie Winkie,
Are you coming then?

The cat is curled upon the hearth,
Sleeping is the hen;

The dog is stretched upon the floor,
He does not give a peep;

But here’s a wakeful laddie
Who will not go to sleep.”

“ Any thing but sleep, you rogue!
Gazing at the moon!
Rattling in your porringer
With your silver spoon ;
Pulling at the cat’s ears
As she purring hums —

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Hey! Willie Winkie!
See, here he comes!”
Weary is the mother
That has a wakeful wean ;
A little noisy run-about,

Heard whene’er he’s seen;
Who has:a battle aye with sleep,
Before he’ll close an e’e;—
But a kiss from off his rosy lips
Gives strength anew to me.

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Tue little flower that opes its eye

To gaze into the sun-lit sky,

And the little bud that sweetly sings
Till all the wood with music rings,

Are God’s; He made them, and they share
In his protecting, kindly care.














And will not God from danger keep
His little one, awake, asleep ?

Will he not hear an infant’s prayer, |
And fold her in his loving care?
Dear Saviour, guard me in thy love,
And train me for thy home above.

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Che Proton Chrush.

THERE’s a merry brown thrush sitting up
in the tree,
“THe’s singing to me! He’s nee to
me!”
And what does he say, little girl, little boy?
“Oh, the world’s running over with joy!
Don’t you hear? Don’t you see?
Hush! Look! In my tree,
I’m as happy as happy can be!”

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And the brown thrush keeps singing, “A
nest do you see,
And five eggs hid by me in the juniper-
tree?
Don’t meddle! don’t touch! little girl, little
boy,
Or the world will lose some of its joy!
Now I’m glad! now I’m free!
And I always shall be,
If you never bring sorrow to me.”

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To you and to me, to you and to me; .
And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy,
“ Oh, the world’s running over with joy;
But long it won’t be,
Don’t you know ? don’t you see?
Unless we are as good as can be ?”



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Little words of love,
Make our earth an Eden,
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66 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

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The Sleighrive.

Dine-pone, ding-dong, ding-dong bell ;

Trot on, Jacky, brisk and well;

We must take our tea to-night

At grandma’s hearthstone warm and bright. |
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As, o’er sparkling snow he goes,

Jack Frost bites our ears and nose.
Jingle, jingle, ding, dong, ding;
Bells make music while we sing!

Draw the reins, down hill we go;
What care we for wind or snow ?
Both are flying in our faces,
As with yonder nag he races.
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle,
- Hear the bells and voices mingle!

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Grandma’s waiting at the door,

Clasps us in her arms once more!
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We are at the dear old farm!



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Wrap his blanket round him tight ;

Give him oats and meal and hay,

Listen to his grateful neigh!
Jingling bells, now cease your noise;
Within doors we'll find our joys!

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I NEVER will speak a wicked word ;
An oath from my lips shall never ie hard,
I never will break the Sabbath day,
Spending its hours in work or play.
I never will dare to disobey
My parents, or wish to have my own way.
I never will, I never will,
By God’s good help, I never will.



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i To souiden *t will lead, — that dreadful sin.
I never will do an impure deed,
Or think or say what to vice will lead.
I never will take what ’s not my own,
Nor wish for the thing, though all alone.
I never will, I never will, &c.

I never will tell or act a ne
Forgetting that God is always nigh.
I never will do a thing that’s wrong,
Though Satan may tempt me hard and long.
I never will shun the thing that’s right,
And holy and just in God’s pure sight.

I never will, I never will, &c.

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You surely mean a joke;

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To shame, that he would smoke.”

“Then I will give it to the pig,”
Said Little Tommy Carr;
And at the sty he offered her

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The dignity of Mrs. Pig
Was sorely wounded now;

“Ugh, ugh! my little man,” she cried,
“No dog, nor pig, nor cow,

“ However hungry they may be,
The dirty weed will touch ;

How folks with reason smoke or chew,
I wonder very much!”

“Tl run and wash my hands,” cried Tom,
And never, never more,

Touch a cigar, though uncle drop
A-dozen on the floor!

If from tobacco, senseless brutes
Away disgusted turn ;
That ’tis not fit for human mouth

We can not-fail to learn.





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THE BOY WHO WAS GOOD ALL DAY. 71

The Roy who wus Good all day.

A BEAUTIFUL boy with forehead fair,

And earnest eyes, and dark brown hair,
Arose with the early morning light ;

His soul was filled with calm delight,

And he said to himself, as he knelt to pray.
“T am resolved Ill be good to-day.”

Not a selfish act, not a look of hate,

Not an unkind word to his young play-
mate,

Did a angels hear through the livelong

ay.

Oh no, the record they bore away,

When they sped to heaven in the soft twi-
light, .

Was written in letters of golden light.

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And when, as the busy day was done,

And the twinkling stars rose, one by one,

The little boy knelt once more by his bed,

With a happy heart he softly said,

“My Father, thou’st helped me be good
to-day,

Oh, may I be holy and pure alway!”

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| 72 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

And thus, dear children, if you would do
right,

And wish to be guarded by angels of light,

You must kneel every morning in earnest
prayer,

_And ask your heavenly Father’s care.

And then, every evening, with joy you may
say,

“I’m happy because I’ve been good to-
day.”

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And taste of all they please ;

They drink the milk that’s set for cream,
And nibble bread and cheese.

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Their feast will soon be done;

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They sleep the time away.

All living creatures like to be
As free as you and I;

They love the fields, the woods and hills,
They love the sweet blue sky.

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Pessie wd her Lamb,

Lirtie Bessie has eaten her supper
Of milk and wheaten bread ;
And now her pretty pet Daisy.
Her little white lamb, must be fed.
So she fills her small brown basin
With new milk fresh and sweet,
And breaks in it tiny pieces
Of bread for the lamb to eat.
Then she carries it out on the grass plat
In front of the cottage door,
And looks around for her ploymate, &

And calls her o’er and o’er.

And as soon as Daisy catches
The well-known welcome sound,
She leaves her sport in the meadow,,.
And springs with an eager bound;
Gamboling round her mistress
With many a frolicsome freak,
By which to express the gladness
Her dumb lips can not speak.
And after her supper is eaten,
They merrily romp and play,
Till the twilight melts into moonlight,
And Bessie is called ete



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CHILD’S PRAYER. 75

I wonder if. little Bessie
Has ever yet been told
That she is a lamb, — not like Daisy, —
But of the Good Shepherd’s fold.
I wonder if she loves him,
And knows and hears his voice,
And to follow his heavenly guidance
Has early made her choice?
Let us try, my little children,
His dear commands to keep,
So he will be our shepherd,
And we shall be his sheep.

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Who for me became a child,
Make me humble, meek, and mild.

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Jesus, I would follow thee;
Samuel was thy child of old,
Take me, too, within thy fold.







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For the tear in your eye;
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THE SCHOOL BELL. 77

Each one to its place
All the others would chase,

Till the laddie would wonder how clever
he grew.

You'll cry till you make yourself stupid and
blind,

And then not a word can you keep in your
mind ; :
But cheer up your heart,
And you'll soon have your part,
For all things grow easy when boys are
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Che School Rell.

- Dive, dong, bell!
I love school so well,
I would not be seen
At play on the green,
When others are there
At their morning prayer.
My teacher so kind,
Would be grieved to find
Me breaking the rule

She ’d made for the school.

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



Ding, dong, bell!
I love your music well;
With bright, happy face,
I’ll be in my place;
My lessons I'll learn,
A sweet smile I’ll earn,
’T will give mother joy
If I’m a good boy;
And win me the love
Of the Father above.

Ding, dong, bell!
When I read and spell,
When lessons are done,
We'll have sport and fun.
Soon school will be out,
And home with a shout
Will fly the glad boys
To seek other joys,

At bat, ball, or kite,
Till closes the night.

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Every hour that passes slowly
Has its task to do or bear;

Luminous the crown and holy,

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- GOOD-NIGHT. 79

Good- Aight.

“Goop-nieguT!” said the plow' to the weary
old horse ;
. And Dobbin responded, “ Good-night !”
Then with Tom on his back, to the farm-
house he turned,
With a feeling of quiet delight.



“ Good-night !” said the ox, with a comical
bow,
As he turned from the heavy old cart ;
Which laughed till it shook a round wheel
from its side,
Then creaked out, “Good-night, from my
heart !”

“ Good-night!” said the hen, when her sup-
per was done,
To Fanny, who stood in the door ;

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i Good-night !”, answered Fanny, “come
back in the morn, |
And you and zo chicks shall have

more.”



| “ Quack, quack!” said the Suck, “I wish
you all well,
Though I can not tell what is polite.”
“The will for the deed,” answered Benny |
the brave ;
“ Good-night, Madame Ducky, good-night!”








The geese were parading the beautiful green,
But the goslings were wearied out quite ;









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So, shutting their peepers, from under the
wing,

They murmured a sleepy “ good-night

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‘| Now the shades of evening were gathering
apace,
And fading the last gleam of light ;
So to father and mother, both Fanny and Ben
Gave a kiss, and a hearty “Good-night !”



- Ohe Rest Dress.

Ou! the little birds woke early with their
voices all in tune,

And they sang a joyous carol on that sunny
morn in June; 7

For the Sabbath bells rang clearly through
flower-scented air,

And the sweet breath of the roses floated
upward like a prayer.

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82 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

“J must wear my dress of shining silk,” said
little Bell, with pride,

“And my bonnet from the city, trimmed
with flowers on the side;

Where’s my bracelet ? clasp it quickly ; was
I ever dressed so well? :

Ah! how all the girls will stare, and say,
‘Just look at lady Bell!”

“T am glad I have a dress to wear,” thoughy
gentle Nelly Gray,

For I could not bear to stay at home this
lovely Sabbath day ;

And I’m glad I have a bonnet, with its
pretty strings of blue,

For the sweet sky and the violets, they love
that color too.

“'To be sure I have no jewels, but that gives
me little care,

For my Father has an ornament his children
all may wear ;

*T is a meek and quiet spirit; may I choose
that better part:

Father, dress me like thine angels, make, oh!
make me pure in heart.”



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So the little maidens went to church, and
entered side by side,

But Miss Bell regarded Nelly with a
haughty look of pride;

And the color flushed her rounded cheek,
and triumph lit her eyes,

As she marked her schoolmates’ eager look
of envious surprise.

When the Sabbath service ended, all the
girls sought lady Bell;

They were proud to walk in company with
one who dressed so well;

But the smile of God was resting on a
sweeter far array,

And through all that summer Sabbath an-
gels walked with Nelly Gray!

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Never, give another pain ;

If your brother speak in anger,
Answer not in wrath again.

Be not selfish to each other,
Never mar another’s rest;

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The Folly old saa /

On the limb of an oak sat a jolly old crow,
And chattered away with glee, glee, glee,
_ As he saw the old farmer go out to sow;
And he cried, “It’s all for me, me, me.

“Look, look, how he scatters his seeds

‘around ;
Tle’s o lecel kind to the poor, poor,
poor ;
If he’d empty it down in a pile on the
ground,
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“T’ve learned all the tricks of this wonder-
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Who has such a regard for the crow, crow,
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That he lays out his grounds in a regular
plan,
And covers his corn in a row, row, row.
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He tries to entrap me enough, ’nough,
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Lirtze child, come, leave your play,
Sunset clouds have passed away ;
Twilight shadows thickly spread
Gauzy mantles o’er your head.

°"T is quite time you were at home,
Safe beneath your father’s dome;
Lest both heart and feet should stray
From the “pleasant narrow way.”







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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Resting from his day’s employ,
There he waits to greet his boy;
While your mother’s winsome smile
Will your little cares beguile.

There the dog will leap and bound,
At your footstep’s welcome sound ;
And the cat to pur begin

When he sees you coming in;

And the baby jump and crow,

Clasping both her tiny hands
Round your neck, like silver bands.

And the table will be laid,

And the evening grace be said ;
After which some story rare,
Hymns and verses, and a. prayer.

Then the good-night kiss you’ll give,
Hoping through the night to live;
And to ope your eyes to-morrow,
Free as now from tears of sorrow.

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Master Robert called yesterday, dressed up
in style,

And asked me to go out to ride;
But I had to say no, for a terrible sight
This old hat would have been by his side!

Miss Emma came also, that sweet little girl,
And I wanted to see her home so, —

With her nice little bonnet all trimmed up
with blue;

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88 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Now, mother, you need not be shaking your
head,
And looking as much as to say,
You think I am careless,—and all about
that, —
In your solemn but good-humored way ;

For I’m sure that American hats are not
strong,

_ Or they never would wear out so fast,
But here I must wear it till Christmas, you
Say ;
I don’t think the old thing will last!

To be sure I have kicked it about for a ball,

~ And stuffed it with gingerbread too ;

And once let it fall into Bennet’s millpond,
When paddling in William’s canoe ;

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And once I was hunting with Dinah for eggs,
And gave it a terrible thump;

And one summer’s day, when I felt very dry,
I just filled it up at the pump!

That hole in the top was an accident, ma;
That cut in the side was another;

That stain was the medicine you gave me
one day;

That bump I got playing with brother!



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I must now stop at home when the rest
go abroad

To visit, or wonders to view;
Oh, mother! if once I get rid of this hat,
I mean to take care of the new!

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Children ut Praver.

*T'1s the silent hour of evening,
"Tis the children’s hour of prayer;
Down beside the little trundle,
See the dear ones kneeling there.
Round each mouth a smile still lingers,
Trembling lids veil eyes so bright ;
Each young sunny face turned heav’nward,
And the small hands clasped so tight.

Now in whispered words of pleading,
Murmurs low each gentle tone;
Yet tis heard by the All-Father,
On his far-off heavenly throne.

_ Theirs is not a heartless offering, —

It is born of trusting love,
Rising sweet, like precious incense,
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Comr, come, Mr. Peacock, you must not be
proud,

Although you can boast such a train ;

For there’s many a bird more highly en-
dowed,

Not half so conceited and vain.








Remember, gay bird, that a suit of fine
clothes
Is a sorry distinction at most ;

And seldom much valued, excepting by
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THE PEACOCK. 91

The Nightingale certainly wears a plain
coat,
But he cheers and delights with his song ;
While you, though so vain, can not utter a
note,
To please by the use of your tongue.

The Eagle can’t boast of a plumage so gay,
But more piercing the glance of his eye;
And while you are strutting about all the
day,
He gallantly soars in the sky.

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~The Dove may be clad in a plainer attire ;
But is she thus selfish and cold?

Her love and affection more pleasure inspire,
Than all your fine purple and gold.

Thus you see, Mr. Peacock, you must not
be proud,
Although you can boast such a train; .
For many a bird is more highly endowed,
And not half so conceited and vain.

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92 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Che Discontented Mouse.

A quiet old lady they called “ Mrs. Mouse,”

Took up her abode in a nook of our house;

‘The mansion was large, and the lady was
small,

So nothing was said, — there was room for
us all.

But weary of living entirely alone,
And being o’er fed, Madam saucy had grown;
She moves in her family, and compliments
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She must now provide for the gathermg
band ;
So she left the dark cellar, and led them in
pride
‘To the larder well filled, so neat and so wide.

Here they fed and they feasted one night
very high,

On bread, cheese, and bacon, cake, pudding,
and pie ;

They made such a racket the cook they
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THE DISCONTENTED MOUSE. 93

“T know very well, my clean larder below
Will, by light of the day, be a terrible show;
I'll set every trap till not a live mouse

From cellar to garret be found in this
house.” .





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caught,

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“ We all had been saved from this miserable
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| 94 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

From the fate of the mice a lesson we’ll
take,

Nor e’er the good rules of strict honesty
break ;

Be content with your lot, nor encroach on
a friend,

Lest, like these, you should come to a
shameful, bad end.

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Che Crust.

I must not throw upon the floor
The crust I can not eat;
There’s many a hungry little one,

Would think it quite a treat.

My parents take the kindest care
To get me wholesome food,

And so I must not waste a bit
That may do others good.

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The corn from which my bread is made, |
God causes it to grow; |
How sad to waste what he has given ;
He would both see and know. |





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THE BEE. |



“°T is wilful waste brings woful want;”
And I may live to say,

“Oh! how I wish I had the bread
Which once I threw away.”



The Bee.

Szx how the little honey-bee
Both late and early flies ;

Each flower she visits carefully,
And every blossom tries.

Busily goes she far and wide;
And with industrious care,
Doth in the sunny summer tide
Her winter food prepare. |

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12/15/2014 12:40:54 PM 00020.jp2 is specified in the METS file but not included in the submission package!

12/15/2014 12:40:54 PM 00021.jpg is specified in the METS file but not included in the submission package!

12/15/2014 12:40:54 PM 00021.jp2 is specified in the METS file but not included in the submission package!

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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1861, by the
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IN the preparation of this work, it has been our aim to

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give to the little ones a book of home songs; simple and

ture, yet grave enough to instruct and profit. May it
prove a source of delight in many thousands of happy |

homes. J. D. C.

GEO. C. RAND & AVERY,
ELECTROTYPERS AND PRINTERS.

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All the Year, Ditie a ee « « ORild at Home,

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Going to Bed,.......-. Aunt Effie’s Rhymes, .

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Haste to School, ..
Heathen Lands,...
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Honor God’s Name, .

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How to be a Gentleman,. .
How can a Child be Saved?
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Katie’s Treasures,. .
Kindness to Animals,

Learning to Walk,. .
Learn your Lesson, .
Little Abby’s Hymn,
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Little Mat, .....

Merry Raindrops,. .
Mother’s Song,....
Morning Thoughts, .
My Child’s Hymn, .
My Little One, ...
My Little Sister, . .
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Our Mary,. ......+...-s Child at Home, . . .183

: Popping Corn,. ......« + « Harper's Magazine, 6
) Pouting Jennie,........ - Original,...... 47

Quarreling, . 9 ’ * * * . . . . > a . . . . . . . . . . 181

ier) Retrospect, *.......... - Summer Songs,. . .191
Robbie and his Hobby-horse, .....2..+e++e+-4- 52

Sing, Children, ...... . 59
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Swedish Mother’s Lullaby, . . . Miss F. Bremer, . . 149
Gs aise -c-s 0 « « « « Original,...... 54

The Afternoon Visit, ..... .Childat Home, ... 30
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The Bonnie wee Birdie we love, . Marion Keith, .. .119
The Boy who was Good all day, . Child at Home, ... 71
The Butterfly,. ....... . . Blades and Flowers, 139
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Thou sleepest in joy,

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My beautiful boy!

Oh, would thus that ever
My darling might smile,
And still be a baby
My griefs to beguile!
But hope whispers sweetly,
Unbroken shall be
The tie that unites my
Sweet baby and me!

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To walk the dusty road ;

To choose where two paths meet, —
The narrow and the broad.

Two more little hands
To work for good or ill;
Two more little eyes,
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With his eye so bright,
And his wool so white,
Oh, he is my darling, my heart’s delight.”
And the mother sheep and her little one
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And they went to sleep on the hillside warm,
While my little lammie lies here on my arm.



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P . Under the rocking-chair,—
Tlove my kittens with all my might,
_ Tlove them at morning, and noon, and night.
- Now I'll take up my kitties, the kitties I love,
_ And we’ll lie down together beneath the
warm stove.”
Dict the kitties sleep under the stove sowarm,
_ While my little darling lies here on my arm.

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Go clucking about with her chickens ten.

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bristled away,

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On any thing like to these chickens of mine.

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My dear downy darlings! my sweet little

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So the hen said,
And the chickens all sped
As fast as they could to theirnice feather bed.

* And there let them sleep in their feathers so°

warm,
While my little chick nestles here on my
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& Ah! she is our only darling,

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All her little ways are witty ;

And when she sings her little ditty
Every word is just as pretty

B- As can be ;—

_ Not-another in the city

— Sweet as she.

You don’t think so, — never saw her;
Wish you could
- See her with her playthings clattering,
Hear her little tongue a chattering, —
Little dancing feet come pattering, —
Think you would
Love her just as well as I do, —
If you could!

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Every grandma’s only darling,
I suppose,

Is as sweet and bright a blossom,

Is a treasure to her bosom,

_ Is as cheering and endearing,
As my rose ; —

Heavenly Father, spare them to us
Till life’s close.

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Well you know ’tis sparkling water
Gives you such a shining skin.

Cease your squirming, take your washing,
Then youll get your milk and bread ;
If you do not quit your splashing,
I may duck you o’er the head!

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Lively, leaping little fairy,
See how soon I’ll dress you now.

Let me smooth your pretty head now,
___ Let me comb your shining hair; —
To your gambols you have fled now,
__-Whirling round your father’s chair.

_ Now you funny, frisking fairy,
See how trim you are and sleek,
Water makes you brisk and airy, _
Lights your eye and paints your cheek. :

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Oh, there’s naught like being cleanly!

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If we dress however meanly,
Cleanliness gives joy and health.

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What I Lobe,

I rove my dear dolly,
As all the world knows;
And dear sister Celia,
Who makes dolly’s clothes ; |

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And dear, darling Helen,
So pleasant and good ;—
I always have loved her
As much as I could.

And Eddy and I
Have the finest of play,
Sometimes in the garden,
Sometimes on the hay.

I love my dear papa,
Who takes me to ride;
And, when mamma is gone,
I sleep close by his side.

But, oh, my good mamma /
I hug her all day,
And my heart is most broke

When mamma goes away.

My very good mamma ;—
I love all the rest,

But my little heart’s certain
I love her the best.



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Dr. Watts’ Cradle Hymn.

Husu, my dear, lie still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed;

Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.



Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide ;
And without thy care or payment,
All thy wants are well supplied.

Soft and easy is thy cradle ;
Cold and hard thy Saviour lay,
_ When his birthplace was a manger,
And his softest bed Was hay.

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Blessed babe! what glorious features,
Spotless fair, divinely bright!

Must he dwell with brutal creatures ?
How could angels bear the sight!

Was there nothing but a manger,
Cursed sinners could afford

To receive the heavenly stranger?
Did they thus affront the Lord?

Soft, my child, I did not chide thee,
Though my song might sound too hard ;
*T is thy mother sits tae thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.

Yet to read the shameful story,
How the Jews abused their king,

How they served the Lord of Glory,
Makes me angry while I sing.

See the kinder shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky ;
Where they sought him, there they found

him,

With his virgin mother by.

See the lovely babe a-dressing;
Lovely infant, “how he smiled!




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When he wept, the mother’s blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy Child.

Lo! he slumbers in the manger,
Where the horned oxen fed;

Peace, my darling, here ’s no danger, —
There’s no oxen near thy bed.

”T was to save thee, child, from dying,
Save my dear from burning flame,

Bitter groans and endless crying,
That thy blest Redeemer came.

Mayst thou live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him all thy days;
Then go dwell for ever near him,
See his face and sing his praise.



I could give thee thousand kisses,
Hoping what I most desire ;
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Aaughty Paby.

Basy, baby Charlie,
Naughty in his play,

Slapping little sister,
Pushing her away ;

Patting with his soft hands,
Laughing in his fun ;

Slapping with such good will
That the tear-drops run.

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Do not cry, dear sister,
Wipe away the tear;
Keep away from Charlie;
Do not come so near;

Or his little hands will
Pull your curly hair.

Peep at baby, sister —
Peep behind the chair.

Kiss the baby, darling, —
Kiss the little one;

He is only playing
In his baby fun.

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es to Walk,

Humpy-pumpy, short and small,
Humpy-dumpy got a fall;

All the wisdom in the land
Can not teach the babe to stand.







Humpy-dumpy is too young
To use his feet or use his tongue ;
When he holds his mother’s hand,
Only can the baby stand.

Humpy-dumpy tugs and tries,
Bumps his curly head and cries;



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Mamma kisses off his tears,
And he soon forgets his fears.

Humpy-dumpy dreads no fall,
Leaning ’gainst the parlor wall ;

Wait till he is stronger grown,
Darling then will walk alone.

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Sweet baby, you may make a noise,
a With whistle, drum, or rattling toys;

5 But wel keep still —we great big boys —
Lest our dear mother it annoys.
Yes, you may take our top; the ball
Well bounce for you upon the wall ;
The kite’s too high for you to hold;
You’re little yet, my baby bold!

These painted toys you must not touch,
Because ’t would hurt you very much
If you should suck the green or red ;—
What should we do if you were dead?
Here is a pretty marble cat,

Now try your pearly teeth on that ;
And sister’s newest china doll;

Be careful, do not let it fall!

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Poor, silly babe! He wont be pleased,
But seems to think he’s sadly teased
Because he can not have a knife,

Nor beat poor Sissy with the fife!

His hands o’er all the playthings pass,
And reach out for the looking-glass!
And oh, one day it was such fun

To see him try to reach the sun!

How sadly would our darling fare

If there were none for him to care!

We’ll make you happy, if we can,

And then, sweet pet, when you’re a man,
You’ll thank us for the pains we took |
To give you toy and picture-book

Rather than scissors or a knife,

To make you blind, or take your life.

See now! he’s got the china calf;

Dear lamb! do hear that warbling laugh!
It seems to say, ‘ Big boys know best,

So I will set my heart at rest!’

There, Nursey comes, with cup and bib;
She wants to put him in his crib;

Now each one take a honey-kiss, —
Was ever babe so sweet as this!


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Feeding the Folls.

Cuick, chick, chick ! ;
Here are plenty of crumbs to pick!
Mother-hen, you need not scratch
While you have a chick to hatch.
Chick, chick, chick!

Goose, goose, goose!
Don’t be making such a fuss;

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Sure youll always get your share,
_ Though a hundred fowls be there.
Goose, goose, goose!

Duck, duck, duck!

_ You are surely born to luck!

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‘Meal, while others make the din;
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Turkey, turk, turk!
_ Do not come with such a jerk,
_ Tossing up your haughty head, |
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Run, run, run! :

Seek your business or your fun;
Cluck and hiss and quack and gobble,
Off, as fast as you can hobble!

Run, run, run!

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As one by one we learn to count,

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Baby Gating Dreakfast.

HzrE’s my baby’s bread and milk, |
For her lip as soft as silk; 7
Here’s the basin, clean and neat,
Here’s the spoon of silver sweet,
Here’s the stool, and here’s the chair,
For my little lady fair.

No, you must not spill it out,

And drop the bread and milk about, |
But let it stand before you flat;
And pray, remember pussy-cat,—
Poor old pussy-cat, that purrs

All so patiently for hers.

True, she runs about the house,
Catching now and then a mouse;
But, though she thinks it very nice,
That only makes a tiny slice ;

So don’t forget that you should stop,
And leave poor puss a little drop.






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Rickery, rickety, rack!

Whoa, till I mount your back;

Now get up on th’ good old track ;

That’s the way, my honest Jack;
Rickety, rickety, rack!



Rickety, rickety, ro!

Neither lazy nor slow;

No, no, little pony, no;

How the fire flies when we go;
Rickety, rickety, ro!



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Rickety, rickety, ree!

Wish my father could see

How, like the telegraph, we

Fly over land and sea;
Rickety, rickety, ree!

Rickety, rickety, run !
Wearily, now, the sun
Sinks to sleep, his journey done;
J aCe and I will end our fun;,.
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ComE now, my darling, I must see
How you can say your A, B, C;

Go get your book, and come to me,
And I will hear your E, F, G,

When you have said your A, B, C. ~

Be, B, C, D, EK, F, G,

H, I, J; By by MB OyP,
Q, R, S, a3 Lah W, ;

X, Y, Z, & — oh, dear me,
Ill try to say my A, B, C.









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ne tT night my mother comes up stairs,
And waits to hear me say my prayers;
And while I’m sitting on her knee,
She always kisses little me. |

- Before she takes away the light,

She tucks the blankets smooth and tight;
} And round about my sleepy head

_ She draws the curtains of the bed.

- Isee her walk across the floor,
_Thear her close the nursery door; |
_ And then I call with all my might,

_ “Good night, my sweet mamma, good night.”

_ That dear mamma, so sweet and mild, |
I hear her say, “God bless my child!”

_ And always when she goes away,

_ These are the words I hear her say.

~ Oh, what a happy child am I,
~ When in my little crib I lie,
- Blest by a tender mother’s love,
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Rine-a-tine! ring-a-ling goes the front bell;
Here’s little Hattie, whom Mary loves well;
“T’ve brought my dolly to visit with me,

Mamma has said that I might stay till tea.”

“ Now to the play-room let’s scamper away,
Here are the dollies, and what shall we play?
This one we’ll dress in her flounces of lace,
That in her cloak, with a veil on her face.

“See the bright pictures put round on the
wall,

And this china wash-bowl and pitcher so
small ; :

Here are the dishes all ranged on the shelves,
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Mamma will give us some sugar, I know,

Milk and some bread just as white as the
snow ;

Ourwlittle dishes we’ll set on the stand,
This tiny teapot holds water at hand.

“Pieces of apple for sauce we will take,
Pieces of bread we will pass round for cake,
Baby, to join in our frolic, we ’Il bring,
And for our music the birdies shall sing.

“ T[ere comes dear mamma to smile on our
play,

We are not happy when she is away;

Now she will tell us the stories we love,

Sing us sweet songs about heaven above.

“Gentle and kind we will both try to be,

For Jesus, who blessed little children will
see ; |

Then, when ’tis night, and our prayers we
have said,

Beautiful angels will watch round our bed.”

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On! here is Miss Pussy ;
She’s drinking her milk;
Her coat is as soft

And as glossy as silk.

She sips it all up
With her little lap-lap ;
Then, wiping her whiskers,
Lies down for a nap.

My kittie is gentle,
She loves me right well,
And how funny her play is
I’m sure I can’t tell.

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Now under the sofa,
Now under the table,
She laughs and says “ bo-peep”
“Ag well as she’s able.

Oh, dearly I love her!
And you never did see

Two happier playmates
Than kittie and me.



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No matter what ails me, no matter who’s

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She can’t be contented with talking so

pretty,

And washing and dressing and doing her
duty ;

All that’s very well, —I can bear soap and
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But, mother, she is an unmerciful trotter!

Pretty ladies, I do want to look at your
faces,

Pretty cap, pretty fire, let me see how it
blazes ;

How can I? my head going bibity bob,

While oe trots me the harder, the harder I
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O mother! do stop her; I’m inwardly sore,

I hiccup and cry, but she trots me the more.

Oh! thank you, dear mother, for taking my
part,

And clasping your little one close to 2s
heart ;

Here baby may rest and just look about,

And laughs up at sister, who peeps in and
out,

And gaze upon all the strange things that I
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Oh dear! is that nurse? is she coming so

soon ?

She’s bringing my dinner, with teacup and
spoon ;

Shell hold me with one hand, in t’ other
the cup,

And as fast as it’s down she’ll just shake it
MPs

And thumpity thump with the greatest de-
light,

Her heel is kept going from morning to
night ;

All over the house you may hear it, I’m
sure,

Trot, trotting! Just think what I’m doomed
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PaTTER, patter, let it pour!

Patter, patter, let it roar!

Down the steep roof let it rush,

Down the steep roof let it rush,

*T is the -welcome April shower,
Which will make the sweet May-flower.





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On a Monday morning,
Cold and blustery,
Was n’t it a funny
Sight for one, to see
Little cousin Harry,
’Mid the kitchen din,
Fishing in the wash-tub
With a bent-up pin?






ASPIRATIONS.

Dignified and patient,
There the angler stood,

Not a whit disturbed by
Betty’s fretful mood ;

While she scrubbed and scolded,
He, in mute delight,

Watched his fishing-tackle, —
Waiting for a bite.

While against the windows
Drives the frozen rain,

With a thread of cotton ‘
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In the great blue wash-tub,

With a bent-up pin,
Little Harry’s fishing,
’*Mid the kitchen din.

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I am four years old this birthday,
So I’m getting very big;

I am never frightened, — never, —
No, not even by the pig.

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When I’m a little older,
I’m to have a beaver hat;

Not a white one, with a feather, —
Such a baby one as that!

And shall I go to college, too?
How pleasant that will be!

And may I fight the boys, mamma,
I mean, if they fight me ?



And I shall learn my lessons,
Not with letters on the floor,

But in great books, like papa’s,
And be a dunce no more.

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Oh, I wish that I was bigger!

Do you think I’m growing tall?
Will you measure me, mamma,
_ IfI stand against the wall?

For I’m four years old this birthday,
So I must be brave and bold,

And take care of little children,
Since I am grown so old.










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I am an honest toad,
Living here by the road;
Beneath a stone I dwell,
In a snug little cell.

Hip, hip, hop.

Just listen to my song:

I sleep all winter long;

But in spring I peep out,

And then I jump about,
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When the rain patters down,
I let it wet my crown;
And now and then I sip
A drop with my lip.
Hip, hip, hop.



And now I catch a fly,
And now I wink my eye,
And now I take a hop,
And now and then [ stop.
Hip, hip, hop.

And this is all I do,

And yet they say ’t is true,

That the toad’s face is sad,

And his bite is very bad.
Hip, hip, hop.

Oh! naughty folks they be,
Who tell such tales of me,
For I m an honest toad,
Just: living by the road,
Hip, hip, hop.

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Dear doll, how I love you!
Your form is so fair,
Your eyes are like diamonds,
And curly your hair;
I never get weary
Of seeing your face ;
And you are so lovely,
I call you “ Miss Grace.”

My kind mamma bought you
One day at a fair,
All dressed out so gayly,
And wrapped up with care. |
She gave me a workbox,
Cloth, scissors, and thread,
To make tiny sheets
For your neat little bed.

Here’s silk for your dresses,
And ribbons to trim ;
Ill make you as fine as
My wax “ Dolly Prim.”
My mamma loves order,
So, Gracie, you see
If I don’t keep my workbox

As neat as can be.
SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

No silk shall be raveled,
No spool shall be lost ;
Ill obey her, no matter
What labor it cost!
I'll take tiny stitches,
And hem every skirt;
Nor scollop with scissors,
Like wild Kitty Flirt!

And thus Ill be learning.
To make my own clothes,
And help mamma sew
For our sweet baby Rose.
For mind you, Miss Gracie,
I shan ’t always play |
With dolls; I hope I shall be
A tall woman some day.

Then I hope to make garments
Much larger than these ;
Warm hoods, gowns, and cloaks,
That the poor may not freeze ;
And then, if I’m asked where
I got all my skill,
T’ll tell them ’t was making
Your dress, cloak, and frill!




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I HAVE a little squirry,
His step is quick and light, |
His tail is long and furry,
And his eyes are large and bright.

He burrows ’neath my pillow,
And curls himself to sleep ;
Or in my basket willow
He slyly loves to creep.

It’s of no use to scold him,
He always has his way,
Though oft and oft I’ve told him
To be quiet in his play.

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But bolder still and bolder
He grows with every week;
He springs upon my shoulder,
And frisks across my cheek ;

He builds his nest aloft there
Behind a barricade ;

And none can tell how soft there
The little crib he’s made;

What piles of snowy cotton,
What balls of worsted bright,

What skeins of silk forgotten, J
Or left within his sight.

And none can tell what bunches
Of hazel-nuts are stored,

What dinners and what lunches
Are in that secret hoard.

O Squirry, nimble Squirry!

I love thy merry ways,
And never feel it weary

To watch thee in thy plays.

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Cradle Song.

EVENING is balmy and cool in the West,

Lulling the golden bright meadows to rest;

Twinkle like silver the stars in the skies,

Greeting the two little slumbering eyes.
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep !

Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.

Now all the flowers are gone to repose,
All the sweet incense-cups peacefully close;
Blossoms rocked lightly on the evening’s”
mild breeze,
Drowsily, dreamily, swinging the trees.
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep!
Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.

_ Sleep till the flowers are opening once more,

Sleep till the lark in the morning shall soar,

Sleep till the golden bells’ heavenly chime

Festally welcomes the morning’s prime!
Sweetly sleep! sweetly sleep!

Thy watch the good angels in Paradise keep.


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WELL, what’s the matter? what a face!
Why! have you cut a vein?

And it isesuch a shocking place!
Come, let us look again.

I see it bleeds; but never mind
That tiny little drop ;

I don’t believe you'll ever find
That crying makes it stop.

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For any but a baby;
If that should chance to cut a vein,

‘We should not wonder, may be.

But such a man as you should try
To bear a little sorrow;

So run about and wipe your eye ;
*T will all be well to-morrow.

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Miss JENNiIz’s in her nightclothes, :
And sitting quite distressed, |
A-pouting in the nursery,
Because she won’t be dressed.

What shall we do with Jennie ?
The breakfast’s piping hot;

Her chair’s beside the tables
Shall we wait for her, or not? .

“Oh, no indeed!” says papa;
“'The child who loves to pout,
And wont come down to breakfast,
Must be made to go without!

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Dotty, can you read ?
Now pray tell me why

You can not —I’m sure
You are older than I.

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Send off her nice warm portion
To poor old Molly Gray,
And keep my little Jennie
In her nightclothes all the day.”



Here’s a beautiful book,

You have pretty bright eyes;
Come, now, let us see

If you really are wise.

You have eyes, but no mind;
I have eyes and mind too:
A hint let me take
To do better than you.
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Calling ames.

A very little puppy, once,
While strutting proudly round,
Saw a brood of downy chickens,
With their mother on the ground.

The pup began his barking,
The chicks in terror flew;
“ Be off!” he cried, “ you shall not live,
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But now one little chicken,
Much braver than the rest,
Turned round and faced the puppy,
And raised her yellow crest.

She stamped her tiny clawfoot
With all a chicken’s pride:

“ Be careful how you call hard names,”
With dignity she cried.

“T don’t dispute your greatness, —
You are a clumsy elf;

But, sir, although you’re bigger, ‘
You’re a baby, like myself!” é

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Huste to School.

Trot, trot, trot! whether cold or hot!
Give me quick my books and slate,
Or at school I shall be late;

Trot, trot, trot! rather go than not!

Run, run, run! How I like the fun!
Though the sun is burning o’er me,
There’s the school-house straight before

me;

Run, run, run !—school will soon be done.

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Haste, haste, haste! time I must not waste;
For the supper will be ready,
And-they must not wait for Freddy ;
Haste, haste, haste! here’s my home at last!

Sleep, sleep, sleep! soon in slumbers deep,
Close beside my little brother,
With the soft kiss of my mother;
Sleep, sleep, sleep! till the morning peep.

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See how she jumps and
Crows;

That ’tis her little sister,
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And wants me by her
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To gather up her playthings,
And teach her how to ride;

And place her in her cradle
When she wants to go to sleep,

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

To rock it softly when she stirs,
And by its side to keep?

I’m sure I love her dearly,
And hope that she will me,

When she comes to know more clearly
How dear she is to me.

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And every night to God I’ll pray,
On his bright throne above,

To make me dear to baby,
And worthy of her love.

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Robbie und his Hobby- Horse.
Rosste’s on the hobby-horse
His dear, kind papa bought ;
Oh, I am sure *t would make you laugh
To see the change ’t has wrought.
He has forgot that Robbie is |
Our darling baby boy,
And thinks he is a grown-up man;
He’s almost wild with joy.

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“ Get up! get up! get up! whoa! whoa!”

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Sweet babe! he longs to be a man;
He shakes his curly locks,

And says, “I want a jacket now,
My papa don’t wear frocks!

Go ’way, old bib, and baby-shoes,
My apron, and all that;

When I go out to ride, Ill wear
A pair of boots and hat!”

“Get up! get up! get up! whoa! whoa!”
The darling baby cries;

And whips his horse, when, o’er his head,
With pitch and bump he flies!

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' To mamma’s arms he flees.
“T’m not a man! I’m mamma’s boy!
Go ’way, you naughty hobby ; |
I’ll show Papa, when he comes home,

The bump you gave his Robbie!
The corner is your stable, Hob,
You shall not have an oat!

I never want to be a man,

To wear a hat and coat!”

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And soft hay beneath us spread ;—
We may swing both fast and high,
For there is no danger nigh.
Swing, swang, swung!

Through the barn their laughter rung;
Grandpa did not mind the noise,
He remembered childhood’s joys.
Father Time had not the power
That dear heart to chill or sour;

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I KNow a great boy,
His name is Will Howard,
Who, I’m sorry to say,
Is a sad, silly coward.
If bade by his father
To drive home the cow,
He shrinks from the pasture,
With pale cheek and brow.
So seven years’ Sammy
Goes off in his place,
And soon with old Moolly
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When Willie grows sleepy,
Nod, nod goes his head ;
For he dares not go up stairs

Alone to his bed.

He’s afraid of the cricket
That chirps in the dark 5
And shakes at gray dawn,
At the song of the lark.

He’s afraid of the garret,
The cellar, the tomb;
And thus poor Will Howard
Lives always in gloom.
Forgetting the Father
Who watches o’er all;
Without whose permission
No sparrow can fall.

The holy book tells us
How wicked men flee,
When the righteous are bold as
The lion can be.

Let us think of the eye
That ne’er sleepeth, above,
And lie down to rest
On the bosom of love.

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Hear the old dog now;
I know him well by his bark ; —
Bow, wow, wow!
He makes a great row,
When he hears a step in the dark.

Not a breath can stir,
But he’s up in a whir!
And a loud bow-wow gives he;
With his tail on end,
The house he’ll defend,
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When we’re sleeping sound,
He ’ll make his long round,
A sentry, to drive thieves away.
Through the long dark night,
Till broad daylight,
- He keeps them all at bay.

Through the long bright day,
With the children he ’ll play,
And frisk about in the sun;
On his back, astride,
They may safely ride,
For well he likes the fun. |

His. share of meat 7
He will grateful eat,

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As he wags his curly tail!
Both well and quick
A bone he will pick;

At eating he never will fail!

By all he is kenned
As a faithful friend ;

No flattering tongue has he;
And we all may learn
From the old watch-dog

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Uy Child's Hymn.

I am a very little child;

I’m very young and very wild,
And, sometimes, naughty too.
I’m led by many a foolish thought
To do the things I never ought

To think of, or to do.

But God, the holy God above,

Is very kind and full of love
For little ones like me;

And he will hear me if I pray,

And he will help me every day
A better child to be.

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Woo shall sing, if not the children?
Did not Jesus die for them?

May they not with other jewels
Sparkle in his diadem?

Why to them were voices given, —
Bird-like voices, sweet and clear ;—

Why, unless the song of heaven
They begin to practice here?
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YE pretty twinkling stars, that shine
Above my head so high,

If I had but a pair of wings,
I’d join you in the sky.

I am not happy sitting here,
Without a book or toy,
For I was sent away because

I was a naughty boy.

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And I can write and read;

And not to have my own way yet,
Is very hard indeed.

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Oh tell me, little stars, for much

_ I wonder why you go

The whole night long, from east to west,
So patiently and slow.

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Who guides us on our way: ©
We never question when he speaks

We listen and obey.”

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CHillie dHinkie.
Littte Willie Winkie
Runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs,
In his nightgown.
Knocking on the window,
Calling at the lock,

“ Are the children all in bed?
For it’s now ten o’clock.”

“Hey! Willie Winkie,
Are you coming then?

The cat is curled upon the hearth,
Sleeping is the hen;

The dog is stretched upon the floor,
He does not give a peep;

But here’s a wakeful laddie
Who will not go to sleep.”

“ Any thing but sleep, you rogue!
Gazing at the moon!
Rattling in your porringer
With your silver spoon ;
Pulling at the cat’s ears
As she purring hums —

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Hey! Willie Winkie!
See, here he comes!”
Weary is the mother
That has a wakeful wean ;
A little noisy run-about,

Heard whene’er he’s seen;
Who has:a battle aye with sleep,
Before he’ll close an e’e;—
But a kiss from off his rosy lips
Gives strength anew to me.

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To gaze into the sun-lit sky,

And the little bud that sweetly sings
Till all the wood with music rings,

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His little one, awake, asleep ?

Will he not hear an infant’s prayer, |
And fold her in his loving care?
Dear Saviour, guard me in thy love,
And train me for thy home above.

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THERE’s a merry brown thrush sitting up
in the tree,
“THe’s singing to me! He’s nee to
me!”
And what does he say, little girl, little boy?
“Oh, the world’s running over with joy!
Don’t you hear? Don’t you see?
Hush! Look! In my tree,
I’m as happy as happy can be!”

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And the brown thrush keeps singing, “A
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And five eggs hid by me in the juniper-
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Don’t meddle! don’t touch! little girl, little
boy,
Or the world will lose some of its joy!
Now I’m glad! now I’m free!
And I always shall be,
If you never bring sorrow to me.”

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And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy,
“ Oh, the world’s running over with joy;
But long it won’t be,
Don’t you know ? don’t you see?
Unless we are as good as can be ?”



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Little words of love,
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The Sleighrive.

Dine-pone, ding-dong, ding-dong bell ;

Trot on, Jacky, brisk and well;

We must take our tea to-night

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Cheer the way with merry song!

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Snowballs flying from his feet



THE SLEIGHRIDE. 67

As, o’er sparkling snow he goes,

Jack Frost bites our ears and nose.
Jingle, jingle, ding, dong, ding;
Bells make music while we sing!

Draw the reins, down hill we go;
What care we for wind or snow ?
Both are flying in our faces,
As with yonder nag he races.
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle,
- Hear the bells and voices mingle!

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Mount the hill, we’re here at last;

There’s the gate; don’t drive him past ;

Grandma’s waiting at the door,

Clasps us in her arms once more!
Jingle, jingle, free from harm,
We are at the dear old farm!



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Wrap his blanket round him tight ;

Give him oats and meal and hay,

Listen to his grateful neigh!
Jingling bells, now cease your noise;
Within doors we'll find our joys!

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I NEVER will speak a wicked word ;
An oath from my lips shall never ie hard,
I never will break the Sabbath day,
Spending its hours in work or play.
I never will dare to disobey
My parents, or wish to have my own way.
I never will, I never will,
By God’s good help, I never will.



| No anger nor hate Ill keep within;
i To souiden *t will lead, — that dreadful sin.
I never will do an impure deed,
Or think or say what to vice will lead.
I never will take what ’s not my own,
Nor wish for the thing, though all alone.
I never will, I never will, &c.

I never will tell or act a ne
Forgetting that God is always nigh.
I never will do a thing that’s wrong,
Though Satan may tempt me hard and long.
I never will shun the thing that’s right,
And holy and just in God’s pure sight.

I never will, I never will, &c.

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Asked little Tommy Carr,

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You surely mean a joke;

I never knew a dog so lost
To shame, that he would smoke.”

“Then I will give it to the pig,”
Said Little Tommy Carr;
And at the sty he offered her

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The dignity of Mrs. Pig
Was sorely wounded now;

“Ugh, ugh! my little man,” she cried,
“No dog, nor pig, nor cow,

“ However hungry they may be,
The dirty weed will touch ;

How folks with reason smoke or chew,
I wonder very much!”

“Tl run and wash my hands,” cried Tom,
And never, never more,

Touch a cigar, though uncle drop
A-dozen on the floor!

If from tobacco, senseless brutes
Away disgusted turn ;
That ’tis not fit for human mouth

We can not-fail to learn.


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THE BOY WHO WAS GOOD ALL DAY. 71

The Roy who wus Good all day.

A BEAUTIFUL boy with forehead fair,

And earnest eyes, and dark brown hair,
Arose with the early morning light ;

His soul was filled with calm delight,

And he said to himself, as he knelt to pray.
“T am resolved Ill be good to-day.”

Not a selfish act, not a look of hate,

Not an unkind word to his young play-
mate,

Did a angels hear through the livelong

ay.

Oh no, the record they bore away,

When they sped to heaven in the soft twi-
light, .

Was written in letters of golden light.

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And when, as the busy day was done,

And the twinkling stars rose, one by one,

The little boy knelt once more by his bed,

With a happy heart he softly said,

“My Father, thou’st helped me be good
to-day,

Oh, may I be holy and pure alway!”

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And thus, dear children, if you would do
right,

And wish to be guarded by angels of light,

You must kneel every morning in earnest
prayer,

_And ask your heavenly Father’s care.

And then, every evening, with joy you may
say,

“I’m happy because I’ve been good to-
day.”

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They climb upon the pantry shelf,
And taste of all they please ;

They drink the milk that’s set for cream,
And nibble bread and cheese.

But if they chance to hear the cat,
Their feast will soon be done;

They ’ll scamper off to hide themselves,
As fast as they can run.

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And line them soft with hay;

And while the snow is on the ground,
They sleep the time away.

All living creatures like to be
As free as you and I;

They love the fields, the woods and hills,
They love the sweet blue sky.

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Pessie wd her Lamb,

Lirtie Bessie has eaten her supper
Of milk and wheaten bread ;
And now her pretty pet Daisy.
Her little white lamb, must be fed.
So she fills her small brown basin
With new milk fresh and sweet,
And breaks in it tiny pieces
Of bread for the lamb to eat.
Then she carries it out on the grass plat
In front of the cottage door,
And looks around for her ploymate, &

And calls her o’er and o’er.

And as soon as Daisy catches
The well-known welcome sound,
She leaves her sport in the meadow,,.
And springs with an eager bound;
Gamboling round her mistress
With many a frolicsome freak,
By which to express the gladness
Her dumb lips can not speak.
And after her supper is eaten,
They merrily romp and play,
Till the twilight melts into moonlight,
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I wonder if. little Bessie
Has ever yet been told
That she is a lamb, — not like Daisy, —
But of the Good Shepherd’s fold.
I wonder if she loves him,
And knows and hears his voice,
And to follow his heavenly guidance
Has early made her choice?
Let us try, my little children,
His dear commands to keep,
So he will be our shepherd,
And we shall be his sheep.

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Jrsus, Saviour, Son of God,

Who for me life’s pathway trod,
Who for me became a child,
Make me humble, meek, and mild.

I thy little lamb would be
Jesus, I would follow thee;
Samuel was thy child of old,
Take me, too, within thy fold.




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For the tear in your eye;
Then set your heart to it, for surely you can.

If you like your lesson, it’s sure to like you,
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Each one to its place
All the others would chase,

Till the laddie would wonder how clever
he grew.

You'll cry till you make yourself stupid and
blind,

And then not a word can you keep in your
mind ; :
But cheer up your heart,
And you'll soon have your part,
For all things grow easy when boys are
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Che School Rell.

- Dive, dong, bell!
I love school so well,
I would not be seen
At play on the green,
When others are there
At their morning prayer.
My teacher so kind,
Would be grieved to find
Me breaking the rule

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Ding, dong, bell!
I love your music well;
With bright, happy face,
I’ll be in my place;
My lessons I'll learn,
A sweet smile I’ll earn,
’T will give mother joy
If I’m a good boy;
And win me the love
Of the Father above.

Ding, dong, bell!
When I read and spell,
When lessons are done,
We'll have sport and fun.
Soon school will be out,
And home with a shout
Will fly the glad boys
To seek other joys,

At bat, ball, or kite,
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Every hour that passes slowly
Has its task to do or bear;

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Good- Aight.

“Goop-nieguT!” said the plow' to the weary
old horse ;
. And Dobbin responded, “ Good-night !”
Then with Tom on his back, to the farm-
house he turned,
With a feeling of quiet delight.



“ Good-night !” said the ox, with a comical
bow,
As he turned from the heavy old cart ;
Which laughed till it shook a round wheel
from its side,
Then creaked out, “Good-night, from my
heart !”

“ Good-night!” said the hen, when her sup-
per was done,
To Fanny, who stood in the door ;

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back in the morn, |
And you and zo chicks shall have

more.”



| “ Quack, quack!” said the Suck, “I wish
you all well,
Though I can not tell what is polite.”
“The will for the deed,” answered Benny |
the brave ;
“ Good-night, Madame Ducky, good-night!”








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So, shutting their peepers, from under the
wing,

They murmured a sleepy “ good-night

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‘| Now the shades of evening were gathering
apace,
And fading the last gleam of light ;
So to father and mother, both Fanny and Ben
Gave a kiss, and a hearty “Good-night !”



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Ou! the little birds woke early with their
voices all in tune,

And they sang a joyous carol on that sunny
morn in June; 7

For the Sabbath bells rang clearly through
flower-scented air,

And the sweet breath of the roses floated
upward like a prayer.

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“J must wear my dress of shining silk,” said
little Bell, with pride,

“And my bonnet from the city, trimmed
with flowers on the side;

Where’s my bracelet ? clasp it quickly ; was
I ever dressed so well? :

Ah! how all the girls will stare, and say,
‘Just look at lady Bell!”

“T am glad I have a dress to wear,” thoughy
gentle Nelly Gray,

For I could not bear to stay at home this
lovely Sabbath day ;

And I’m glad I have a bonnet, with its
pretty strings of blue,

For the sweet sky and the violets, they love
that color too.

“'To be sure I have no jewels, but that gives
me little care,

For my Father has an ornament his children
all may wear ;

*T is a meek and quiet spirit; may I choose
that better part:

Father, dress me like thine angels, make, oh!
make me pure in heart.”



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So the little maidens went to church, and
entered side by side,

But Miss Bell regarded Nelly with a
haughty look of pride;

And the color flushed her rounded cheek,
and triumph lit her eyes,

As she marked her schoolmates’ eager look
of envious surprise.

When the Sabbath service ended, all the
girls sought lady Bell;

They were proud to walk in company with
one who dressed so well;

But the smile of God was resting on a
sweeter far array,

And through all that summer Sabbath an-
gels walked with Nelly Gray!

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Never, give another pain ;

If your brother speak in anger,
Answer not in wrath again.

Be not selfish to each other,
Never mar another’s rest;

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On the limb of an oak sat a jolly old crow,
And chattered away with glee, glee, glee,
_ As he saw the old farmer go out to sow;
And he cried, “It’s all for me, me, me.

“Look, look, how he scatters his seeds

‘around ;
Tle’s o lecel kind to the poor, poor,
poor ;
If he’d empty it down in a pile on the
ground,
I could find it much better I’m sure, sure,

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Who has such a regard for the crow, crow,
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That he lays out his grounds in a regular
plan,
And covers his corn in a row, row, row.
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He tries to entrap me enough, ’nough,
"nough ;
But I measure distance as well as he,
And when he comes near, I’m off, off; off”

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Lirtze child, come, leave your play,
Sunset clouds have passed away ;
Twilight shadows thickly spread
Gauzy mantles o’er your head.

°"T is quite time you were at home,
Safe beneath your father’s dome;
Lest both heart and feet should stray
From the “pleasant narrow way.”




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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Resting from his day’s employ,
There he waits to greet his boy;
While your mother’s winsome smile
Will your little cares beguile.

There the dog will leap and bound,
At your footstep’s welcome sound ;
And the cat to pur begin

When he sees you coming in;

And the baby jump and crow,

Clasping both her tiny hands
Round your neck, like silver bands.

And the table will be laid,

And the evening grace be said ;
After which some story rare,
Hymns and verses, and a. prayer.

Then the good-night kiss you’ll give,
Hoping through the night to live;
And to ope your eyes to-morrow,
Free as now from tears of sorrow.

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Master Robert called yesterday, dressed up
in style,

And asked me to go out to ride;
But I had to say no, for a terrible sight
This old hat would have been by his side!

Miss Emma came also, that sweet little girl,
And I wanted to see her home so, —

With her nice little bonnet all trimmed up
with blue;

But how shabby I looked for a beau!

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Now, mother, you need not be shaking your
head,
And looking as much as to say,
You think I am careless,—and all about
that, —
In your solemn but good-humored way ;

For I’m sure that American hats are not
strong,

_ Or they never would wear out so fast,
But here I must wear it till Christmas, you
Say ;
I don’t think the old thing will last!

To be sure I have kicked it about for a ball,

~ And stuffed it with gingerbread too ;

And once let it fall into Bennet’s millpond,
When paddling in William’s canoe ;

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And once I was hunting with Dinah for eggs,
And gave it a terrible thump;

And one summer’s day, when I felt very dry,
I just filled it up at the pump!

That hole in the top was an accident, ma;
That cut in the side was another;

That stain was the medicine you gave me
one day;

That bump I got playing with brother!
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I must now stop at home when the rest
go abroad

To visit, or wonders to view;
Oh, mother! if once I get rid of this hat,
I mean to take care of the new!

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*T'1s the silent hour of evening,
"Tis the children’s hour of prayer;
Down beside the little trundle,
See the dear ones kneeling there.
Round each mouth a smile still lingers,
Trembling lids veil eyes so bright ;
Each young sunny face turned heav’nward,
And the small hands clasped so tight.

Now in whispered words of pleading,
Murmurs low each gentle tone;
Yet tis heard by the All-Father,
On his far-off heavenly throne.

_ Theirs is not a heartless offering, —

It is born of trusting love,
Rising sweet, like precious incense,
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Comr, come, Mr. Peacock, you must not be
proud,

Although you can boast such a train ;

For there’s many a bird more highly en-
dowed,

Not half so conceited and vain.








Remember, gay bird, that a suit of fine
clothes
Is a sorry distinction at most ;

And seldom much valued, excepting by
those

Who only such graces can boast.

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THE PEACOCK. 91

The Nightingale certainly wears a plain
coat,
But he cheers and delights with his song ;
While you, though so vain, can not utter a
note,
To please by the use of your tongue.

The Eagle can’t boast of a plumage so gay,
But more piercing the glance of his eye;
And while you are strutting about all the
day,
He gallantly soars in the sky.

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~The Dove may be clad in a plainer attire ;
But is she thus selfish and cold?

Her love and affection more pleasure inspire,
Than all your fine purple and gold.

Thus you see, Mr. Peacock, you must not
be proud,
Although you can boast such a train; .
For many a bird is more highly endowed,
And not half so conceited and vain.

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92 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Che Discontented Mouse.

A quiet old lady they called “ Mrs. Mouse,”

Took up her abode in a nook of our house;

‘The mansion was large, and the lady was
small,

So nothing was said, — there was room for
us all.

But weary of living entirely alone,
And being o’er fed, Madam saucy had grown;
She moves in her family, and compliments
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She must now provide for the gathermg
band ;
So she left the dark cellar, and led them in
pride
‘To the larder well filled, so neat and so wide.

Here they fed and they feasted one night
very high,

On bread, cheese, and bacon, cake, pudding,
and pie ;

They made such a racket the cook they
awoke, |

Who rubbing her eyes thus angrily spoke:


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THE DISCONTENTED MOUSE. 93

“T know very well, my clean larder below
Will, by light of the day, be a terrible show;
I'll set every trap till not a live mouse

From cellar to garret be found in this
house.” .





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caught,

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“ We all had been saved from this miserable
fate!”

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| 94 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

From the fate of the mice a lesson we’ll
take,

Nor e’er the good rules of strict honesty
break ;

Be content with your lot, nor encroach on
a friend,

Lest, like these, you should come to a
shameful, bad end.

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Che Crust.

I must not throw upon the floor
The crust I can not eat;
There’s many a hungry little one,

Would think it quite a treat.

My parents take the kindest care
To get me wholesome food,

And so I must not waste a bit
That may do others good.

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God causes it to grow; |
How sad to waste what he has given ;
He would both see and know. |


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THE BEE. |



“°T is wilful waste brings woful want;”
And I may live to say,

“Oh! how I wish I had the bread
Which once I threw away.”



The Bee.

Szx how the little honey-bee
Both late and early flies ;

Each flower she visits carefully,
And every blossom tries.

Busily goes she far and wide;
And with industrious care,
Doth in the sunny summer tide
Her winter food prepare. |

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| 96 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Popping Corn.

ONE autumn night when the wind was high,
And the rain fell in heavy flashes,

A little boy sat by the kitchen fire,
A-popping corn in the ashes ;

And his sister, a curly-haired child of three,

Sat looking on, just close by his knee.

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Came out of the embers flying;
The boy held a long pine stick in hand,
And kept it busily plying;
He stirred the corn, and it snapped the more,
And faster jumped to the clean-swept floor.

Pop! pop! and the kernels, one by one, é



Part of the kernels flew one way,
And a part hopped out the other;
‘Some flew plump into the sister’s lap,
Some under the stool of her brother.
The little girl gathered them into a heap,
And called them a flock of milk-white sheep.

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Hoo to be w Gentleman.
I want to be a gentleman,
Please, mother, tell me how;
What must I say to strangers?
How make a graceful bow ?

You always give me all I need,
Pants, jackets, and new hat;

To be a gentleman like pa,
Needs something more than that !

Well, first, my little Johnny, boy, J
You need a shining face,

To tell that in your happy heart
Dwells every gentle grace ; —








Lips pure, and ever laden with
Words low, and kind, and sweet;
And hands with deeds of mercy filled,
And willing little feet,

To run in wisdom’s holy ways ;—
The golden rule to heed, —

All these, to be a gentleman,
My little boy will need.

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Flies on the dindotv.
Nay, do not catch the little thing,
Lest you should chance to tear its wing;
You must not even try.
Perhaps one single little touch
Might hurt the fly so very much
That the poor thing would die.



I’m very sure you’d not be pleased
If any body rudely seized
And held you by the arm; |


THE DIRTY BOY. 99
If, when you tried to get away,
You were held tight and made to stay,
Although it did you harm.

Now watch it creeping up the pane,
And when it buzzes down again,
Give it a little treat ;
I°ll put some sugar on your hand,
And then perhaps ’t will come and stand,
And let you see it eat.

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Not very long back;

And ’tis said, to his lasting disgrace,
That he never was seen
With his hands at all clean,

Nor yet ever clean was his face.

His friends were much hurt,
To see so much ditt,
And often and well did they scour ;
But all was in vain, —
He was dirty again
Before they had done it an hour.


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When to wash he was sent,
He reluctantly went,
With water to splash himself o’er,
But he left the black streaks
All over his cheeks,
And made them look worse than before.

The pigs in the dirt
Could not be more expert,
Than he was at grubbing about; ~
And people have thought
That this gentleman ought
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The idle and bad
May, like to this lad,
Be dirty and black, to be sure ;
But good boys are seen
To be decent and clean,
Although they are never so poor.

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You may boast of your brandy and wine,
Gin, cider, and all the rest;
~ But pure cold water’s the drink for me,
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Sweep ho! sweep ho!
He trudges on through sleet and snow.

Tired and hungry both is he,
And he whistles vacantly.

Sooty black his rags and skin,
But the heart is fair within.

Mother of this little one,
| Could ’st thou see thy helpless son!


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Sweep ho! sweep ho!
He trudges on mid sleet and snow.

At the great man’s door he knocks,
Which the servant-maid unlocks.

Now let in with laugh and jeer,
From his eye there falls a tear.

He is young, but soon will know
How to bear both word and blow.

Sweep ho! sweep ho!
In the chimney’s sleet and snow.

Gladly would this task be done,
Wer’t his last, beneath the sun.
Faithfully it still shall be, —

And, now spent, down droppeth he!

Sweep ho! sweep ho!
Cruel path for thee to go!

Creeps he to his little bed,
Pillows there his aching head.

Dreaming on his pallet low,

Hark, he cries, “ Sweep ho! sweep ho!”

Woe for earth, poor sable boy ;
Beyond, there waits thee rest and joy.




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Che Mechanical Potwers.

Or different powers
Mechanics have six,

Heavy weights to raise up,
And great timbers to fix;

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

The wheel with its axle,





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_ A lesson you ’ve learned,
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Che Child's Pravev.

“Gop bless dear papa,” my little girl said,

As at nightfall she knelt by her own little bed,

“Dear papa, who works for me all the long
day,

And never seems weary of toiling for May.

God bless dear mamma, for all her fond care,

For the love and the patience which never
despair ;

Oh, I often have grieved her, forgive me, I
pray,

And help me with love her kind thoughts
to repay.

“ God bless brother Willie, the dear little pet,

He’s the cunningest baby I have ever seen
yet;

With eyes of sky-blue, and such soft curly
hair,

And such sweet, sunny smiles as an angel
might wear.

God bless him, my dear little brother, I

ray

And eee him a blessing and comfort alway;

Help me to be kind to my little brother,

O Thou who hast told us to ‘love one
another.’


106 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

“God bless dear grandmamma, now she is
old,

For her love for us children will never grow
cold,

And I know she remembers us, ever, each
day,

As she kneels in her closet for loved ones
to pray.

And grandpapa too, who’s so kind to me,

And tells me sweet stories as I sit on his
knee ;

God bless them with love more precious
than gold,

And gather us all at last safe in his fold.”



ness crept

Up under her eyelids till softly she wept;

“God bless little Minnie, so sweet and so
fair ;

She’s gone to the angels; —there’s no sor-
row there ;—

God bless us and keep us from evil each day,

And make us all love him, and do right
alway ;

And take us, some day, (we’re all only
seven,)

To see little Minnie, all safe up in heaven!”

Sa

And then her voice faltered, and the tender-
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THE ROBIN REDBREASTS. 107

Che Robin Aedbreusts.

Two robin redbreasts built their nests
Within a hollow tree;

The hen sat quietly at home,
The cock sang merrily ;

And all the little young ones said:
“ Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee.”

One day, the sun was warm and bright,
And shining in the sky,

Cock-robin said, “ My little dears,
’T is time you learn to fly.”

And all the little young ones said
“Tl try, 1711 try, I’ll try.”

I know a child, and who she is

I’ll tell you by and by,
When mamma says, “ Do this,” or “ that,”
_ She says, “ What for?” and “ Why?”
She’d be a better child by far

If she would say, “Ill try.”




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Che Cruel Little Fisherman.

THERE was a little fellow once,
And Harry was his name;

And many a naughty trick had he;
I tell it to his shame!

He minded not his friend’s advice,
But followed his own wishes ;

And one most cruel trick of his
Was that of catching fishes.

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Where Harry often went;
And in this most inhuman sport
He many an.evening spent.

And many a little fish he caught,
And pleased was he to look

To see them writhe in agony,
And struggle on the hook.

At last, when having caught enough,
And wearied too himself,

He hastened home, intending there
To put them on a shelf.

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But as he jumped to reach a dish,
To put his fishes in,

A sharp meat-hook that hung close by,
Fast caught him by the chin!

Poor Harry kicked, and called aloud,
And screamed, and cried, and roared;
While from his wound the crimson blood,

In dreadful torrents poured.

The maids came running, frightened much
To see him hanging there;

And soon they took him from the hook,
And sat him in a chair.

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

The surgeon came and stopped the blood,
And up he bound the head ;

And then they carried him up stairs,
And laid him on the bed.

“Oh, dear,” he cried, “poor little fish,
What tortures they have borne,

While I, well pleased, have stood to see
Their tender bodies torn.

Oh, what a wicked boy I was,
Such torments to bestow;
Well I deserve the pain I feel,

Since I could serve them so!

But now I know how great the smart,
How terrible the pain ;

As long as I myself can feel, —
Pll never fish again!

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One thing at a time,
And that done well,

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: The Lady Weiter.

A LADY weaveth at her loom,
Hour after hour;

With thread so very clear and fine,
The web is like a flower.

Sometimes the lace she weaveth
Sparkles with diamonds bright ;
Sometimes ’t is covered over
With tiny pearls so white.
And though she weaves so tastefully,
She is a murderess too.
Who is the lady weaver ?
Can you tell me, children, who?


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Along the quiet vale?

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Che Hrow Monster.

WHo’LL come and see the monster,

With his many-jointed tail,

With eyes all fierce and fiery,
Darting a crimson ray,

With a mouth that scatters cinders
Red-hot, along his way ;

With breath of black smoke rolling, &
And a whistle loud and shrill,

The monster hurries on his way,
Behind the distant hill.

He’s coming! oh! he’s coming!
I hear the rumble deep ;

See! the white wreaths in the distance
Under the arches peep.

Hundreds and hundreds of people
He swallows every day; ~

But he lets them all come out again,
When he’s helped them on their way.

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ONE BY ONE. 113





So he’s a good old monster,
Not like the Dragon grim,

Who fought with brave St.George of old,
And almost conquered him.



One by One.

One by one the crystal stars
Peep from out the darkening sky,
Till the somber earth is arched
With a jeweled canopy.

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One by one the warbling birds,
Winter over, homeward flee,

Tull our silent woods are glad
In their loving minstrelsy.

One by one the tiny seeds

In-the ground must lie and sleep;
One by one the silver drops

Fall from clouds that kindly weep.
114 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

One by one the smiles of joy,
Words of peace, and acts of love,
Gild the gloomy sky of life,
Fill the shining world above.

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Tue birds are all gone to their nest,
| The baby is safe in his bed,
uv And the sun has sunk down. in the west,
In curtains of purple and red.

The butterflies folded their wings
On the flowers an hour ago,

And only the nightingale sings,
Far off in the dingle below.

Yes! this is the end of the day,
The lambs are asleep in the dew;

So Arthur must leave off his play,
And go to his little bed, too.














The cot is all ready, you see, —

_ The pillow, so soft and so white ;
So a hymn, and two kisses for me,
And then, little Arthur, good-night!



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A Pewsant Sail.

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How pleasantly we’ll sail along,

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When waves are rough and winds are high,
And tempests rage o’er sea and sky,

I would not like the stormy sea, —

Then home and fireside joys for me.

Though tempests rage and billows roar,
God reigns supreme o’er sea and shore,
And shields by his almighty hand,
From dangers both by sea and land.

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Che Rabbits,

Awone the sand hills
Close by the sea,
The wild gray rabbits
We all may see.

They live in burrows
With winding ways,

And there they are sheltered
On rainy days.

The mother rabbits
~ Make cosy nests,
With furry linings
Stripped from their breasts.

The tender young ones
Are nursed and fed,
And safely hidden
In this snug bed.

And when they’re older,
They all come out
Upon the sand hills
To frisk about.




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They play and nibble
The coarse dry grass,

But off they scamper
When people pass..





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Che Cruant.

Wee Sandy, in the corner,
Sits sobbing on a stool,

And sore the laddie rues
Playing truant from the school.

So you'll learn from silly Sandy,
Who’s gotten such a fright,

To do nothing through the day |
That may cause you grief at night.
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118 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



He dared not venture home now,
Nor with his playmates go;

For every one he met with,
He thought was sure to know;

He started at each berry-bush,
Though it was broad daylight, —

So do nothing through the day
That will cause you grief at night.



Who will not be advised
Are sure to rue erelong,
For oh, much pains it costs them



To do the thing that’s wrong! 3
When they with half the trouble f
Might be ever in the right ;

And do nothing in the day
That would cause them grief at night.

How sad are willful children,

Who bear the truant’s name ;
There’s something ever in the breast
That tells them they ’re to blame.

And then when comes the evening,
They’re in a woful plight ; |
So do nothing through the day
That may cause you grief at night.

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THE PONNIE WEE BIRDIE WE LOVE. 119

Che Ronnie Clee Pirdie toe Lobe.
SHE singeth a song at the dawn’s first ray,
She singeth another, a noontide lay,

She singeth one more in the twilight gray,
The bonnie wee birdie we love.

Each morning she singeth one loud and
sweet,

For the lark’s merry carol a pattern meet ;
And beateth the measure with running feet,
The bonnie wee birdie we love.

In the stillness of noon it is soft and low,

With the gentlest of movements and ca-
dence slow,

Like rippling sweet water, its musical flow,
The bonnie wee birdie we love.

At evening she chanteth it grave and clear,
In the blue bright eyes there is almost a tear,

So touching the music that God stoops to
hear

The bonnie wee birdie we love.

At morning she sings to the sun’s first peep,

At noon to the mother who rocks her to sleep,

And at even to Him who for ever will keep
The bonnie wee birdie we love.

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OF all the pretty words I know,
Or ever yet have heard,

That sweetest from the lips can flow,
My “mother” is the word.

Its gentle music most endears

From childhood’s guileless tongue ;
But still its sound in riper years

Can make the heart feel young;

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ALL THE YEAR. 121

Can make it dream of childhood blest,
And tears of gladness weep,

While pillowed on her gentle breast,
And softly sung to sleep.

When pain or sickness bowed the head,
And claimed her tender care,

A guardian angel-o’er my bed
My mother still was there.

”T was she who taught my heart to pray,
And trust in God above,

Through faith in the enduring stay
Of Christ’s redeeming love.

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All the eur,

Wuen the Sprine comes o’er the hills,
Whispering to the merry rills,

Kissing all the wild flowers’ eyes,

Till they wake in-glad surprise ;

Then with floating, golden hair,
Nodding, smiling, everywhere,
Thoughtful, busy little Sue

Always has some good to do.

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122 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

In the Summer’s rosy prime,

From the song-bird’s earliest chime,
Till their vespers from the trees,
Susie will not take her ease.
Nodding, smiling, everywhere,
Glad to save her mother care,

Dear, self-sacrificing Sue

Something kind is sure to do.

In the soft and dreamy haze
Of the quiet AuTuMN days,



Still on loving errands, fleet

Speed those willing little feet. ®
In the WINTER cold and chill, {
That warm heart grows warmer still ;

Darling, sympathizing Sue
Finds so many things to do.

All the year this little child,
Tender-hearted, gentle, mild,
Gains some lovely, winning way,
Fresh with every dawning day, —
For she fails not morn and night,
Folding palms so soft and white,
Low to pray, — (dear little Sue!)
“ Saviour, teach me what to do.”
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Susixr’s home was neat and cleanly,
Though ’t was poor, and plain, and small;
On the floor there was no carpet,
Not a picture on the wall.










In one corner stood the bedstead,
In another was the tub, 7
Where from morn till weary evening
Her poor mother, rub, dub, dub,
Toiled away with patient spirit,
Susie’s daily bread to earn;
Teaching lessons of endurance,
Which more favored ones might learn.
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124 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Once with lime, and pail, and brushes,
Forth to labor she had gone;
Leaving Susie with her kitten
And her playthings all alone.

Susie to their tiny mirror,
Climbing, saw her ebon face;
But she hid it with her fingers,
As if ’t were some deep disgrace.

“Oh why was it,” sadly murmuring,
Susie asked herself aloud,

“When God made white children’s faces,
Over mine he spread a cloud?”

“No one loves me; naughty children.
Laugh when e’erI go along;
And rude boys are always singing
In my ear some negro song.

I don’t love to sit at school,
With the children white and fair ;
For it*makes my face look blacker,
And more crisp my woolly hair.

Scrub and comb! and comb and scrub! I’ve
Tried to grow white many a day,

But my poor face still is colored,
And my hair will knot this way!




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I don’t think that God can love me, —
Yet I’m sure he loves my mother;
How I wish I was not born,
Or was dead like my poor brother!”

Now poor Chloe, meek and patient,
Weary from her labor come,

Hears these words impatient, sounding
Through her cheerful little room.

“Susie! Susie!” cried she sadly,
“Many a colored child to-day,

Toiling in the rice and cotton,
Torn from mother far away,

“'W ould be happy as that blackbird
Singing gayly on yon tree,
If she had your joys and blessings, —
_ Ifshe only could be free.

“ We are God’s, and he has made us
Just as pleased himself the best;

He will give us all things needful,
Let us leave with Him the rest.



“Soon, my child, if we obey him,
We shall go to dwell above,

Where his own of every color
Share alike a Father’s love.”

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When the dew was bright to see,
Our dark-eyed little Charlie
Stood by his mother’s knee.
And he heard a robin singing
In a tree, so tall and high ;
On the topmost bough ’t was swinging,
Away up in the sky.
“ Mamma, the robin’s praying,
In the very tree-top there ;
Glory! glory! it is saying,
And that is all its prayer.
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“ But God will surely hear him,
And the angels standing by,

For God is very near him,
Away up in the sky.”

“My child! God is no nearer
To robin on the tree,

And does not hear him clearer
Than he does you and me.

“For he hears the angels harping
In sun-bright glory drest,
And the little birdlings chirping

Within their leafy nest.” i
“Mamma, if you should hideme |

Away down in the dark,
And leave no lamp beside me,
W ould God then have to hark?

« And if I whisper lowly,
All covered in my bed,

Do you think that Jesus holy
Would know what ’t was I said?”

“My darling little lisper,
God’s light is never dim 5
The very lowest whisper
Is always close to him.”




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Now the robin’s song was filling
The child’s soul full of bliss;
The very air was trilling
When his mamma told him this.

And he wished in childish craving,
For the robin’s wings to fly;

To sing on tree-tops waving,
So very near the sky.

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As on the mother’s breast,

Safe in her watchful keeping,
And softly hushed to rest,

The little babe is sleeping,
Without a care, without a fear,
Without a thought of danger near ;

So, on my Saviour’s grace,
My Saviour’s love confiding,
And, till I see his face,
Firm in his truth abiding, —
As safe, as happy may I be,
For Jesus ce over me.


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Audness to Animals.

From silk-worms and from lambs and sheep
We get our wool and silk;

The ducks and hens and cows we keep
To give us eggs and milk.

But though God made the flocks and herds
In kindness for our use,

He never gave the beasts and birds
To children to abuse.

He never gave them leave to tease
A kitten or a dove;
So, cruel children will offend

The God who reigns above.
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For we should kindly use them all,
And think of every plan

To make each little animal
As happy as we can.

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Ou! where do you come from,
You little drops of rain,

Pitter patter, pitter patter,
Down the window-pane?

They won’t let me walk,
They won't let me play,

And they won’t let me go
Out of doors all to-day.

They put away my playthings
Because I broke them all,

And then they locked up all my bricks, .
And took away my ball.

Tell me, little raindrops,
Is that the way. you play,
Pitter patter, pitter patter,
All the rainy day? —

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WHAT I HEARD AS I CAME TO SCHOOL. 1381

They say I’m very naughty,
But I’ve nothing else to do
But sit here at the window;
I should like to play with you.

The little raindrops can not speak,
But “ pitter, patter, pat,”

Means, “ We can play on ¢his side,
Why can’t you play on that?”





CHbat I beard us I came to School.

A Birp was flying, I heard him crying,
“To, little Miss, away, away ;

How time is speeding you’re little heeding,
You must study to-day, to-day.

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132 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Heed what I’m saying, nor stop for playing,
_For an idle child becomes a fool;

So pray be going the way I’m showing,
And learn your task, in school, in school.

And so I hurried, and never tarried,
The little sparrow led on the way;
And as I entered the dear thing ventured
To sing a song so gay, so gay.

He’s not forgetting, I saw him sitting
| On the top of the willow tree;
> +I heard him singing as he was sitting,
May be he’s waiting there for me.

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And look into his face;
Behold myself his beauty,
His loveliness and grace ;
Oh, if I could but hear him,
Just as he spoke to men,
I’m sure I should believe him,
Ah, yes, and love him then.

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THE CHILD’S WISH. 133

But now he is so distant,
So very far away,
How can he ever hear me,
When I attempt to pray?
Or, if he heeds my asking,
How can he answers send ?
And how can one that’s absent,
My guardian be, and friend ?

O thou ascended Saviour,
Reveal thyself to me!

I long, I long to know thee,
I yearn thy face to see ;
To clasp my arms about thee, [

And on thy bosom lean; |
Oh, if I could be near thee,
I know I[’d never sin.

Dear child! thy loving Saviour,
Though now by thee unseen,
Lives, and is ever near thee,
To save thy soul from sin.
Receive the gospel message,
Believe his written word,
And soon thine eyes shall open
To see thy blessed Lord.

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.









Che Drunkard’s Pov.

On, chide him not, nor cast a shade
Of sorrow o’er his brow,

Nor break, by unkind words, the spell
Which hangs around him now;

For. why disturb his innocence
With tales of wild despair,

And quench within his soul the joys
Which sparkle brightly there ?

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Oh, true it is the heart will sigh,
To think that coming years

Will blast his hopes, and strew his path
With bitter, scalding tears ;

And when he hears his playmates tell,
Each of his father’s fame,

How sad to think that he must bear »

A drunken father’s shame.

Then chide him not, — too soon, alas!
The bitter truth he ’ll know,

Too soon his heart will bow beneath
The helplessness of woe ;

Then chide him not, nor seek to check
The current of his joy,

Too soon the world will let him ioe
He is a drunkard’s boy.

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| NEvER say, “TI can’t,” my dear, —
Never say it.
When such words as those I hear,
From the lips of boy or girl,
Oft they make me doubt and fear ;—
Never say it.

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136. SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Boys and girls that nimbly play
Never say it.
They can jump and run away,
Skip and toss and play their pranks ;
Even dull ones, when they ’re gay,
Never say it.

Never mind how hard the task, —
Never say it.
Find some one who knows, and ask,
Till you have your lessons learned ;
Never mind how hard the task, —
Never say it.

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Men who do the noblest deeds
Never say it.
He who lacks the strength he needs
Tries his best, and gets it soon,
And at last he will succeed, —
Never say it.

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Always say it.
In your virtue firm and strong,
Drive the tempter from your sight ;_
And when follies round you throng,
Ever say it.

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Of moss and hay and hair ;

And then she laid five speckled eggs,
And covered them with care.

Five little birds were hatched in time, |
So small and bare and weak,

The father fed them every day
With insects from his beak.

At last the little birds were fledged,
And strong enough to fly;

And then they spread their pretty wings,
And bade the nest good-bye.

There ’s many a little home like this,
Sheltered in every grove,

To teach us how to make our homes
Abodes of peace and love.

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Of tobut is the Alphabet composed ?
Or busy B’s, and sparkling I’s;
Of billowy C’s, ruled by the Y’s;
Of shady L—M’s, and mourning U’s,
And noisy O’s, which you must X—Q’s;
Of blooming P’s; a measuring L,
And some so smart they the rest X—L;
Of singing J’s, and vexing T’s; ©
Questioning “ Y’s,” and languid E’s;
Of fragrant T, and hairy Q, 7
With debtors, who drawl out “I-O-U ;”
And N V, who makes you grumble and fret,
Together compose the Alphabet.

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Tue lambs of Jesus! who are they

But children that believe and pray, —
That keep God’s laws, and ask his grace,
And seek a heavenly dwelling-place ?

The lambs of Jesus! they are meek,
The words of peace and truth they speak ;
To all God’s creatures they are kind,
And, like their Lord, of gentle mind.



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THE BUTTERFLY. 139



The lambs of Jesus! oh that we
Might of that happy number be;
Lord! bless us early with thy love,
And lead us to thy fold above.



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Che Puttertly.

Wuers hides the downy butterfly,
That in the sunshine flew so high,
Or sucked the flowers ?
When night has fallen on all around,
Has he a place of shelter found
For darkling hours?

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Upon a bank that faces west,
His velvet couch a daisy’s breast,
He is at home;
There sleeps, until the sun, with power,
Unfolds him like a living flower,
No more to roam.

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Very high in the pine-tree,
The little turtle-dove

Made a pretty little nursery,
To please her little love.

She was gentle, she was soft,
And her large dark eye

Often turned to her mate,
Who was sitting close by.

“Coo,” said the turtle-dove,
“ Coo,” said she ;

“Oh, I love thee,” said the turtle-dove ;
“ And I love thee.”

In the long shady branches
Of the dark pine-tree,










THE TURTLE-DOVE’S NEST. 141



How happy were the doves
In their little nursery!

The young turtle-doves
Never quarreled in the nest ;

For they dearly loved each other,
Though they loved their mother best.

“ Coo,” said the little doves,

“ Coo,” said she.
And they played together kindly
In the dark pine-tree.

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Little sister, little brother,

Like the turtle-dove’s nest?
Do you love one another?

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As children ought to be?

Then the happiest of nests
Is your own nursery.

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THE moments fly, —a minute’s gone;
The minutes fly, — an hour is run;

The day is fled, — the night 1s here ;
Thus flies a week, — a month, —a year!

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The industrious ploughboy has quitted his
home,
And is hasting to break up the ground ;
While the farmer comes on with a basket
of seeds
To scatter them quickly around.

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work,
And what is its language to me?
“ Arise, little child, there is much to be
done,
And a portion is waiting for thee.”

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CHRIST OUR EXAMPLE. 143

I wonder what duty I ought to pursue!
I will go to my mother and ask,
And loiter no more while the sun is awake,

Till I’ve faithfully finished my task;

For well I remember the lesson she taught,
A lesson I ought to apply, —
That to cheerfully serve my Creator in life,
Is the way to be blest when I die.

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Ever would I fain be reading
In the ancient Holy Book,

Of my Saviour’s gentle pleading, —
Truth in every word and look.

How when children came he blessed them,
Suffered no man to reprove,

Took them in his arms and pressed hon
To his heart with words of love.

How to all the sick and tearful
Help was ever gladly shown ;

How he sought the poor and fearful,
Called them brothers and his own.

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How no contrite soul e’er sought him,
And was bidden to depart;

How with gentle words he taught him,
Took the dart from out his heart.

Still I read the ancient story,
And my joy is ever new ;

How for us he left his glory,
How he still is kind and true.

How the flock he gently leadeth,
Which his Father gave him here;

How his arms he kindly spreadeth v,
To his heart to draw us near. é

Let me kneel, my Lord, before thee,
Let my heart in tears o’erflow ;

Melted by thy love adore thee,
Blest in thee mid joy and woe.

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Humility.

’T 1s not beauty that we prize, —

Like a summer flower, it dies;

But humility will last,

Fair and sweet, when beauty’s past;

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The Blachsmith’s Song.

Cink, clink, clinkerty clink!
Begin to hammer at morning’s blink,
And hammer away
Till the busy day,
Like us, aweary to rest shall sink.
Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!

Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!

From labor and care we ne’er will shrink;
But our fires we ’ll blow, |
Till our forges glow

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With light intense, while our eyelids wink.
Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!

Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!
The chain we’ll forge with many a link;
We'll work each form
While the iron is warm,
With strokes as fast as one may think.
Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!

Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!
Our faces may be as black as ink,
But our hearts are as true
As man e’er knew,
And kindly of all we shall ever think.
Clink, clink, clinkerty clink!

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The Kittle One.

AND is it true what I am told,

That there are lambs within the fold
Of God’s beloved Son;

That Jesus Christ, with tender care,

Will in his arms most gently bear

The helpless “little one?”
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THE LITTLE ONE. © 147 |

Oh yes! I’ve heard my mother say

He never sent a child away,
That scarce could walk or run;

For when the parent’s love besought

That he would touch the child she brought,
He blessed the “little one.”

' And I, a little straying lamb,

May come to Jesus as I am,
Though goodness I have none;

May now be folded to his breast,

As birds within the parent’s nest,
And be his “little one.”

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And he can do all this for me,
Because in sorrow on the tree

He once for sinners hung ;
And having washed their sins away,
He now rejoices day by day,

To cleanse the “little one.”



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Others there are who love me too;
But who, with all their love, can do
What Jesus Christ hath done?
Then if he teaches me to pray,
F’ll surely go to him and say,
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Thus by this gracious Shepherd fed,
And by his mercy gently led
Where living waters run,
My greatest pleasure will be this,
That I’m a little lamb of his,
Who loves the “little one.”

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_ The children are the leaves,

The parents are the cover, that
Protective beauty gives.
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SWEDISH MOTHER'S LULLABY.

At first the pages of the book
Are blank and purely fair,

But time soon writeth memories,
And painteth pictures there.

. Love is the little golden ¢lasp
‘That bindeth up the trust;
Oh, break it not, lest all the leaves
Shall scatter and be lost. |

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THERE sitteth a dove so fair and white
All on the lily spray ;
_ And she listeneth how to the Saviour above
The little children pray. :














_ Lightly she spreads her friendly wings,

_ And to heaven’s gate hath sped,

And unto the Father in heaven she bears
The prayers the children have said.

And back she comes from heaven’s gate,
And brings — that dove so mild —
From the Father in heaven, who hears her
speak,
A blessing for every child.
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Aesus,

Dear Jesus! ever at my side,
How loving must thou be, '
To leave thy home in heaven, to guard
A little child like me.

Thy beautiful and shining face
I see not, though so near;
The sweetness of thy soft low voice
| I am too deaf to hear.

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I can not feel thee touch my hand,

With pressure light and mild,
To check me, as my mother did ;



When I was but a child.

But I have felt thee in my thoughts,
Fighting with sin for me;

And when my heart loves God, I know
The sweetness is from thee.

And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down,
Morning and night, to prayer,

Something there is within my heart,
Which tells me thou art there.


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SwEET little bird with golden wing,
Merrily there you perch and sing;
Whistled to, petted, and hourly fed
With chickweed fresh and sugared bread!

But, birdie dear, your weary eye

Tells me that you would gladly fly
Away to the wild-wood green and free,
That God has made thy home to be.

Look, birdie, at yon captive child!
She never sang, she never smiled ;

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152 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



No gaudy cage for her was built,
When the red hand of cruel guilt

Dragged her from cabin-home away,

To where the rice plantations lay ;

And where, in place of song and bread,
The whip was brandished o’er her head.

Peace, little chirping, soulless bird,

And let the slave-child’s moan be heard! |
Oh, Christian mother, when you pray

For the poor heathen far away,

Forget not, at your country’s door,
Lie crushed and bleeding, many a score
Of heathen bondmen ; ask that He

Who broke Death’s bonds, may set them
free.

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Honor God’s holy name;

Speak it with thought and care;
Sing to it holy hymns,

Breathe it in earnest prayer ;
But not with sudden cry,

In thy light joy or pain, —
“God will hold guilty all

Who take his name in vain.”

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THE SICK ‘CHILD’S PRAYER. 153

Che Sick Child's Praner.

In my little bed I’m lying,
Weary, weary all day long;

And I can not keep from crying,
Though I know ’tis very wrong.

Jesus, thou can’st see and hear me, —
Sleepless and alone I lie;

But I know that thou art near me,
When no other friend is nigh.

Very patient, very still;
For thou never wilt forsake me,
While I am so very ill.

Thou canst comfort me, and make me












Bless the doctor, who so gladly
Toils to make me well again ;
Bless my parents, while they sadly

Grieve to see me suffer pain.

Bless thy little child, and make him
Better, holier, every day ;

And if he is dying, take him
To the blessed land of day.





SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



dp and Doing.

P and doing, little
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Up and doing while
oS tis day;

WA E Do the work the Mas-
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Do not loiter by the

way.

For we all have work before us,
You, dear child, as well as I;

Let us seek to learn our duty,
And perform it cheerfully.

Up and doing, little Christian!
Gentle be, and ever kind ;

Helpful to thy loving mother,
F’en her slightest wishes mind.

Let the little children love you,
For your care and harmless play ;

And the feeble and more willful, —
Help them by your kindly way.

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TO A COLORED CHILD. 155

Go u Colored Child.

Come here, little dark-browed,
And sit by my side;

And list while I talk
Of the Saviour, who died.

He loved little children,
’ Both sable and fair;
And took all the lambs ’neath
His own tender care.

Let cruel ones hate thee,

And scorn as they may [
The soul that our Maker

Hath veiled in dark clay ;

He will not despise thee,
Nor yet be ashamed
Of thee, in that day when

His chosen are named.

Nay, hate not thy foes, child,
Resent not thy wrongs;
Himself was reviled
By bold, cruel tongues.

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156 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN. |



Cast round thee his mantle
Of meckness and grace;
He looks at the spirit,
And not at the face.

Walk with him, be like him,
As long as you live;

And pray as he prayeth,
“O Father, forgive!”

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Each one furnished with sixty wings,
With which we fly on our unseen track,
And not a minute ever comes back.

We are but minutes, — yet each one bears
A little burden of joys and cares;

Take patiently the minutes of pain, —
The worst of minutes can not remain.

We are but minutes, — when we bring

A few of the drops from pleasure’s spring,

Taste yet their sweetness while yet we
stray, —

It takes but a minute to fly away.

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We are but minutes, — use us well, —

For how we are used we must some day tell;
Who uses minutes, has hours to use, —
Who loses minutes, whole years must lose.



Tuis strange little boy,
With ragged old hat,
Bare feet and torn pants,

Is poor little Mat.

His home, o’er the seas,
Was a rude hut of clay,

Where, on a hard pallet,
His feeble limbs lay.

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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



His food was potatoes,
With bitter brown bread;
And nightly his prayers
To @ picture he said!
No Sunday-school there ;
- Not a book in the house ;
So Mat knew little more
Than a bird or a mouse.

But Jesus in pity
Looked down from above, |
And over poor Mat vu
Spread the wing of his love.

He watched o’er the winds

And the billows that bore
The half-famished boy.

To our own happy shore.

‘Shall we who are fed

By the same loving Friend
Look scornfully down

On the poor he may send?

No, no, little Mat,
We’ll give you our hand,
And near us at play

And in school you shall stand.
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When we all grow good men
Let this be our joy, »

That we aided and cheered
Thee, a poor stranger boy!

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I Love the little violets,
So humble and so meek;
They hide themselves beneath theirleaves,



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Nor admiration seek. , é
And though they are retiring,
| - Yet lovely fragrance shed, |

Not only while their flowerets bloom,
- But after they are dead.

Oh, we should live as these sweet flowers,
While yet we walk on earth, —

That when we pass to other worlds,
Some still may feel our worth.

I care not for those wondrous deeds
That make so great a sound ;

Be mine those little acts of love
That shed a fragrance round.

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Children of the Light.

“On! wait a minute, Jenny Lee,”
Cried Harry White, half breathlessly,
“How dark it is to-night!
The shadows have so gloomy grown,
And hark! the distant thunder moan ;
I’m half afraid to walk alone;
Let’s clasp our fingers tight.”



“Why Harry,” smiled dear Jenny Lee,
“Tt does not seem so dark to me,

Nor feel I any fright ;

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No harm can come to us, if we

Are what we said we’d try to be,

Brave pilgrims in the company
Of ‘children of the light.”

“But see, the clouds spread everywhere,

And such strange whispers fill the air,”
Said trembling Harry White.

“Dear Harry,” peaceful Jenny cried,

“God sweeps the darkest clouds aside,

And through all shadows he will guide
‘The ‘children of the light.’”

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“How very happy you must be
Sighed Harry, but poor Jenny Lee
Brushed off a teardrop bright.
“ Alas! although I am so young,
I have such sins of heart and tongue,
I hardly dare to walk among
The ‘children of the light.’ ”

“They must so very spotless be,

Who walk in that sweet company ;
With souls so pure and white!

Oh! dearest Harry, let us pray

We may be found as fair as they,

When God shall gently call, some day,
‘Come, children of the light!”

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THERE’Ss a little word
I have often heard,
And it bears a magic spell;
It is sweet and clear
To the listening ear,
As the sound of a tinkling bell;
Would you travel the road to honor,
You must practice its teachings well.
On the roll of fame
*T will inscribe your name
In letters of shining light;
Whate’er you will,
Perform with skill,
So wonderful is its might ;
However dark the present,
It can make the future bright.
And better than this,
It will lead to bliss,
And a beauteous home on high;
If uttered with prayer,
It will banish despair,
And bring a blessing nigh;
Then ever praying and trusting,
Remember the simple word, “Try.”

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Close of the Day.

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Soon will set the Au-
tumn sun;
O’er the fields the length-
ms ening shadows
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done.





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Richly laden from the corn-fields,
Homeward see the reapers wend ;

Where, from cottage chimneys, smoke-
wreaths

With the distant landscape blend.

Little children run to meet them,
Laughing, shouting with delight ;

And the eldest brings the baby,
Welcome to its father’s sight.

Happy now the dear home circle,
Sweet the simple evening meal;

And for God’s o’erflowing mercies
Joy and thankfulness they feel.

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Children.

Wuat could we do without them,
Those flowers of life ?
How bear all the sorrows
With which it is rife;
As long as they blossom,
* Whilst brightly they bloom,
Our own griefs are nothing,
Forgotten our gloom.
We joy in the sunshine,
It sheds on them light;
We welcome the showers,
It makes them more bright.
On our pathway of thorns
They are thrown from above,
And they twine round about us,
And bless us with love.
Bright, beautiful flowers,
So fresh and so pure!
How could we without them
Life’s troubles endure ?
So guileless and holy,
Such soothers of strife;
What could we without them,
Sweet flowers of life ?



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The Glse of Flowers.

Gop might have made the earth bring forth
Enough for great and small; —

The oak-tree and the cedar-tree,
Without a flower at all.

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We might have had enough, enough,
For every want of ours,

For luxury, medicine, and toil,
And yet have had no flowers.

The ore within the mountain mine
Requireth none to grow;

Nor doth it need the lotus-flower
To make the river flow.



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The clouds might give abundant rain,
And nightly dews might fall, —

And herb that keepeth life in man
Might yet have drunk them all.

Then wherefore, wherefore were they made,
All dyed with rainbow light, —

All fashioned for supremest grace, —
Upspringing day and night, —

Springing in valleys green and low,
And on the mountains high,

And in the silent wilderness,
Where no man passeth by ?

Our outward life requires them not, —
Then wherefore had they birth ?
To minister delight to man,
To beautify the earth ;—

To comfort man, — to whisper hope,
Whene’er his faith is dim;

For who so careth for the flowers,
Will much more care for him.

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And I detest all sin.

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Then end each day with prayer, my child,
With prayer each day begin.

CHILD.
I pray both morn and eve, mamma,
And love God’s word to read.

MOTHER.
Act too, that all may see, my child, |
That you are Christ’s indeed. |
| 168 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

CHILD.
All this I strive to do, mamma,
Can I do nothing more?

_ MOTHER.
Yes, tell that Christ has died for us,
God’s favor to restore.
CHILD.
To whom can one so young, mamma,
The Saviour’s mercy teach ?

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But there are dying souls, mamma,
In many a distant land.

MOTHER.
Well, send them men to preach the word,
That they may understand.

CHILD.
How can I send them men, mamma,
Who am so weak and poor?

MOTHER. : |
Help those who do, and that with prayer, |
A blessing to secure.


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DON’T FRET. 169

CHILD.
If prayer could turn my pence to pounds,
I fain your plan would try.

MOTHER.
Elijah, and the widow’s oil,
My answer will supply.

CHILD.
Oh yes! I see. I have not much,
But what I have I’ll give;
And God may make some dying soul }
Through my small pittance live. |

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Do thus, my child, and you will find, |
When sun and stars are dim, |
That Christ regards what’s done for men ~
As if t’were done for him.

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My sweet little girl should be cheerful and
mild,
And should not be fretful or cry ;
Oh, why is this passion? remember, my
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170 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

That dear little face which I love so to kiss,
How frightful and sad it appears!
Do you think I can love you, so naughty
as this ?
Or kiss you, all wetted with tears?

Remember, though God is in heaven, my
love,
He sees you within and without ;
And always looks down from his glory ~
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To notice what you are about.



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And never do things that are wrong;
For I’m sure you must feel it a terrible
pain,
To be naughty and crying so long.

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And teach you from evil to fly;
And then you’ll be happy as long as you
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I oF TEN think of heathen lands,
Far away,

Where many a pagan temple stands,
Far away ;
And there each helpless child is led
To bow to idol gods its head,
Whilst many a muttering charm is said,
Far away.

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Far away,
Glad tidings of my Saviour friend,

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And every little I can spare,
Shall help to send the Bible there, —
And men of God the truth to bear,
Far away.



And when the silver trumpet swells,
Far away,
And all the love of Jesus tells, —
Far away,
Then idols shall, like Dagon, fall,
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Dear little dove! when I think of you,

I wish I may flee for safety too;

A storm is coming when Jesus will be

To those who love him, like the ark to thee.

Dear little dove! you did not know

Who it was that kept and sheltered you so;
But I can read of the Son of God, |
Who to save my soul has shed his own blood.

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Dear little dove! you trusted in one
Who kept you safe till the storm was done;
May I believe and be sheltered too,—
There’s an ark for me as well as for you.

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Nieut is over: light is streaming;
Through my window-pane ’t is come ;
And the sun’s bright rays are beaming \
On my own dear happy home. |
God has watched me through the night; f
God it is who sends us light.
Night is over: some poor children
Have been homeless, sleepless, ill;
God has let me rest so sweetly
In my chamber, warm and still.
Lord, I thank thee for thy love;
Raise my morning thoughts above.
Night is over: heavenly Father,
I would bend my knees and pray ;
Help my weakness, guide me safely,
Watch and keep me all the day:
Take away my love of sin ;
Let thy Spirit rule within.




174 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.



The Picnic.

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Weare going to the sea,

For the summer’s sun is

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sea-weed,

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with sand,

We shall go where crabs and shrimps feed
In the tide-way close at hand.

And we’ll drive within the shadow
Of the high cliff, out of reach,

And watch the waves that ebb and flow
For ever on the beach.

So put away your work, Ann,
We’re going to the sea;

And all this summer’s day, Ann,
On the sea-shore we shall be.
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THE ANGELS IN THE HOUSE. 175

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THREE pairs of dimpled arms, as white as
snow,

Held me in soft embrace ;
Three little cheeks, like velvet peaches soft,
Were placed against my face.

Three tiny pairs of eyes, so clear, so deep,
Looked up in mine this even;
Three pairs of lips kissed me a sweet “ good-
night,”
Three little forms from heaven.

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Ah, ’tis well that “little ones” should love
us; -
It lights our faith when dim,
To know that once our blessed Saviour
bade them
Bring “little ones” to him!

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And said he not, “Of such is heaven,” and
blessed them,
And held them to his breast ?
Is it not sweet to know that when they
leave us,
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And yet, ye tiny angels of my house,
Three hearts encased in mine, —
How ’t would be shattered, if the Lord
should say,
“ Those angels are not thine!”

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He Thow the Guide of my Mouth.

HEAVENLY Father, I am threading
Life’s wild mazes all alone;

In my childish weakness treading
Ways all shadowy and unknown

Paths on every hand diverging,
Tempt me from the narrow way ;

Foes from out the shade emerging, |
Fill my soul with dire dismay.

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Poisonous fruits and flowers are growing,
Snares and pitfalls I descry ;
I am weary in my going,
Lord, I falter, faint and die.
Wilt thou be my guide, my Father,
Wilt thou take my youthful hand!
Bear me in thy bosom rather,
Through this dangerous, unknown land. |

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HOW GAN A CHILD BE SAVED? 177

Bring me into wisdom’s pathway,

_ Where is pleasantness and peace,
To the King’s most glorious highway,
Crowned with holiness and grace;
There my lips shall ever praise thee,

There my feet shall sure abide ;
Never shall I wander from thee,
O my blessed, heavenly Guide.

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His sins be all forgiven?
How may he, on his dying day,
Stand at the gate of heaven?

He must repent with all his heart,
And strive to serve his God,

In simple faith he must rely
On Christ’s atoning blood.

Through that alone is welcome found
At yonder pearly gate;

Thousands have entered young as we,
Nor shall we lingering wait.

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178 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

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“ Come and listen, little brother,”
Once I heard a sweet child say,
“While I read the Bible mother

Gave to me the other day.

“T have many keepsakes pleasant,
Willie, you may well believe ;
But the Bible is a present,
Best of all I could receive.



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THE BEST BOOK. 179

“For it shows the way to heaven,
Where the shining angels dwell ;
Tells us how to be forgiven
For the sins we love so well:

“Tells us of the wondrous story
Of the Prince of Peace who died,
Once the Lord of life and glory,
Then a Saviour crucified:

How when throngs were round him |

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He bestowed on them his blessing, — 9
‘Suffer them to come to me.’ |

“There are many stories, brother,
In the book for me and you;

And the best of all is, mother
Says that every one is true.

“Let us love the sacred pages,
Let us often read them o’er;
And though ours are tender ages, ,
God will teach us more and more.
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180 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Deeds of Aindness,
“Suppose the little cowslip
Should hang its golden cup,
And say, ‘I’m such a tiny flower,
I’d better not grow up ;’
How many a weary traveler
Would miss its fragrant. smell !
How many alittle child would grieve
To lose it from the dell!

“Suppose the glistening dew-drops
Upon the grass should say,

‘What can a little dew-drop do?
I’d better roll away ;’

The blade on which it rested,
Before the day was done,
Without a drop to moisten it
Would wither in the sun.

“ Suppose the little breezes,
Upon a summer’s day,

Should think themselves too small to cool
The traveler on his way ;

Who would not miss the smallest
And softest ones that blow, .

And think they made a great mistake .
If they were talking so?














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“ How many deeds of kindness
A little child may do,
Although it has so little strength,
And little wisdom too!
It needs a loving spirit,
Much more than strength, to prove,
How many things a child may do
For others, by its love.”

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Ouarreling,

ITTLE Ann had a pin
and aneedle, one day, +
On a cushion of silk she
had made; |
And idlers are apt, as I’ve
often heard say,
To quarrel, and pout,
and upbraid.




“Pray, tell me, Miss Needle,” says the pin,
“don’t you wish 3 ,
You’d a head too, as well as an eye?
They thrust you, and jerk you, and give
you a push,
And you can’t lift a head to reply.”

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182 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.
Said the needle in passion, “My eye for 7
your head
I would not exchange for a minute ;” ;
Said the pin, “Like a felon, you hang by a
thread,
And your eye always has something in it.

“T am glad, Mistress Needle, that your life
will be short,

And the sooner you’re through, all the
better.”

“Better short than stand idle all day mak-

ing sport, :

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“Tll put out your eye, if you say that again,
You saucy and sharp little creature.”
Thus they strove and they quarreled, the
needle and pin,
With passion in every feature.

Just then little Ann as she bent down to
| sew,
Broke the needle and threw it away;

Then she tried too the pin, but it would not
go through,

But fell where the poor needle lay.
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OUR MARY. 183

“ Alas,” says the needle, “we meet now in
_ sorrow,”

“Let us quarrel no more,” says the pin ;

“But teach every child this lesson to-mor-
row, |
That to fight is both folly and sin.”

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Our Mary.

In the cottage by the river,

| Where the vines are climbing high, |
# Shading all the lowly windows,
@ From the sunbeams glancing by ; i

Dwells a little fair-haired maiden, |

With soft eyes of violet hue,
And a voice of birdlike sweetness,
Chanting songs the whole day through.

When the twilight hour approaches,
Cheerfully she leaves her play,

And in accents soft she murmurs,
“Mamy has been good to-day.”

Yet her nature is but human,
And sometimes she disobeys ;

On her brow the dark clouds gather,
Tears of passion stain her face.

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Soon the sun comes breaking through
them,
And with voice subdued and mild,
At my knee she sadly whispers,
“ Mamy’s been a naughty child.”

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When the shadows fall around us,
Closed the day with all its care,
Little Mary low and softly
Says her simple evening prayer.

“God take care of little Mamy,” |
Breathe those lips of rosy red, v0
And repeating “ Now I lay me,” i |

Close she nestles in her bed.

May “Our Heavenly Father” guide her
In her life-path here below ;

That at last our darling “ Mamy ”
To his arms of love may go.

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Christ's EGxumple.

Jesus Curist, my Lord and Saviour,
Once became a child like me;

Oh that in my whole behaviour,
He my pattern still might be,



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In the soft October sunshine,
"Neath the forest’s golden eaves,
Roamed a merry band of maidens, -
In a crimson rain of leaves.
And ’mid ringing bursts of laughter,
Fluttering through the misty air,
Alltheir young hearts’ cherished treasures,
Each with other did compare.

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“I dwell in a lordly mansion,”
Cried a pair of scarlet lips;

“In the carpets’ tufted roses,
Deep my lightest footfall dips.




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SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

Oh, the curtains and the pictures!
But more beautiful than all,

You should see the western sunlight
Creep along the painted wall.”

“Listen,” quickly cried another,
“ Listen now, I pray, to me, —
Years ago there was a necklace
Borne across the deep, blue sea;
In its velvet-cushioned casket,
Stars could not so brightly shine ;
But this chain of prisoned rainbows,
By and by will all be mine.”

“T have not such wondrous jewels,
Proudly spoke another voice,
“But I’d rather have my father,

- If I had to take my choice.

He has grown so very famous, —
People almost kiss his hand,

And in time, I’m very certain,
He’ll be ruler of the land.”

Thus ran on the eager voices, —
As they gayly had begun,

“Till some tale of wondrous treasure,

Every child had told, save one.


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“She will not have much to tell us,”
Whispered they, “poor little thing!”
But with smiles, said blue-eyed Katie, —

“T’m the daughter of a king!”

Then they laughed :'“ Oh, princess, tell us
Where the king, your father, dwells ;
Do your mighty palace portals
Swing at touch of golden bells ?”
Meekly answered gentle Katie,
Pushing back a floating curl,
“ All the shining wall is golden,
Every gate a single pearl.

“« And more glorious than the sunrise
Through the purple morning mist,

Brightly glow the brave foundations,
Jasper, sapphire, amethyst.

And within,— such wondrous treasures!
Oh, what happiness to see!

But, when home my Father calls me,
He will give them all to me.”

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Then the little maids grew thoughtful,
And they looked with tender eyes,

On the sweet-faced little Katie,
Gazing upward to the skies.



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And they said, —“ Oh, happy princess!

_ List’ning for the great King’s call,

You have found the greatest treasure,
You are richest of us all.”

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And violets so fair ?

Who made the golden
buttercups,
That in the meadows grow, —
The bright-eyed little innocents,
And lilies white as snow ?

Who made the wild red columbines,
And filled each tiny cup

With honey, which the little bees
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WHO MADE THE FLOWERS?

Who made the fragrant clover fields,
That drink the summer showers ?
It must have taken very long
To make so many flowers.

Mother, who keeps the flowers alive,
And clothes them every day?

Who watches over them at night
To keep all harm away?

°T was God, my child, that formed the flowers

So exquisitely fair,
And they with all his hands have made, Aa
His kind protection share.

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He formed each leaf and opening bud,
With skill so nice and true; |
And gave to some a golden tint,
To some a violet hue.

God shields the tender flowers by night,
And cares for them by day;

He giveth to each different plant
Its beautiful array.

He sends the soft refreshing rain,
The gentle summer showers,
And light and air and falling dew

He giveth to the flowers.
190 SONGS FOR MY CHILDREN.

"T is the same God that formed the flowers,
Makes my sweet child his care ;
Then seek to raise thine infant heart

To him in grateful prayer.



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nest, |
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molest ; | &
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ing cries, :

Naughty boy! restore the prize.

Thoughtlese child, did you but know
All the love and all the woe

That the parent birds must feel,

You would ne’er such treasures steal.

Helpless things too young to fly,
Captives in a cage they'll die;
Where’s their mother, food to bring,
And enfold them in her wing?



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RETROSPECT. 191

Wailing in some lonely brake,
Broken-hearted for their sake,
Like a mourning mother left,

Of her children dear bereft.



God above who cares for all,

He who sees the sparrow fall,
Made them free, on joyful wing,
Through the air to soar and sing.

| Retrospect, i:

\ As trail our steps along the path of life,
Faint with its toil, or halting from its strife ;

As each fresh object, sought with busiest
care,

Eludes our grasp, or melts in viewless air, —

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Oh! then a backward glance we often cast

On days and scenes long numbered with
the past,

And sigh, as guilt and gloom around we
see,

For childhood’s innocence and childhood’s
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given,
To serve, in each one’s time, the will of
Heaven,
The childish heart might still abide within,
Untrained in guile, unsteeped in varied sin.

That simple, docile, faithful each might be,

Meet for that kingdom of eternity,

Where He, who said, “ By such shall heaven
be won,”

Might welcome each as God’s adopted son.



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