Part 3 (2/2)

--_Anon._

MORNING SONG.

What does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day?

”Let me fly,” says little birdie, ”Mother, let me fly away.”

”Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger.”

So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away.

What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day?

Baby says, like little birdie, ”Let me rise and fly away.”

”Baby, sleep a little longer, Till the little limbs are stronger.

If she sleeps a little longer, Baby, too, shall fly away.”

--_Alfred Tennyson._

SUPPOSE, MY LITTLE LADY.

Suppose, my little lady, Your doll should break her head; Could you make it whole by crying Till your eyes and nose are red?

And wouldn't it be pleasanter To treat it as a joke, And say you're glad 'twas Dolly's, And not your head, that broke?

Suppose you're dressed for walking, And the rain comes pouring down; Will it clear off any sooner Because you scold and frown?

And wouldn't it be nicer For you to smile than pout, And so make suns.h.i.+ne in the house When there is none without?

Suppose your task, my little man, Is very hard to get; Will it make it any easier For you to sit and fret?

And wouldn't it be wiser, Than waiting like a dunce, To go to work in earnest, And learn the thing at once?

--_Phoebe Cory._

THE DAY'S EYE.

What does the daisy see In the breezy meadows tossing?

It sees the wide blue fields o'er head And the little cloud flocks crossing.

What does the daisy see Round the sunny meadows glancing?

It sees the b.u.t.terflies' chase And the filmy gnats at their dancing.

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