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Page 39 - Tis reported of him, And must be to his lasting disgrace, That he never was seen With hands at all clean, Nor yet ever clean was his face. His friends were much hurt To see so much dirt, And often they made him quite clean; But all was in vain, He got dirty again, And not at all fit to be seen.
Page 116 - Though cold was the weather, or dear was the food, John never was found in a murmuring mood; For this he was constantly heard to declare, What he could not prevent he would cheerfully bear. " For, why should I grumble and murmur?" he said " If I cannot get meat, I can surely get bread ; And though fretting may make my calamities deeper, It never can cause bread and cheese to be cheaper.
Page 115 - WAY TO BE HAPPY. How pleasant it is, at the end of the day, No follies to have to repent ; But reflect on the past, and be able to say, That my time has been properly spent.
Page 81 - I cast my eyes into the tomb, The sight made me bitterly cry ; I said, " And is this the dark room Where my father and mother must lie ! " I cast my eyes round me again, In hopes some protector to see ; Alas ! but the search was in vain, For none had compassion on me. I cast my eyes up to the sky, I groan'd, tho' I said not a word ; Yet God was not deaf to my cry, The Friend of the fatherless heard.
Page 114 - The Violet Down in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
Page 3 - tis in good manners, and not in good dress, That the truest gentility lies.' AT Meddlesome Matty ONE ugly trick has often spoiled The sweetest and the best ; Matilda, though a pleasant child, One ugly trick possessed, Which, like a cloud before the skies, Hid all her better qualities.
Page 4 - Her grandmamma went out one day, And by mistake she laid Her spectacles and snuff-box gay Too near the little maid ; "Ah! well," thought she, "I'll try them on, As soon as grandmamma is gone.
Page 71 - To any thing of size ; And all the while the mother's eye Must every little want supply. Then surely, when each little limb Shall grow to healthy size, And youth and manhood strengthen him For toil and enterprise, His mother's kindness is a debt, He never, never will forget.
Page 52 - Was musing, perhaps; or perhaps she might dream. But soon a brown ass, of respectable look, Came trotting up also, to taste of the brook, And to nibble a few of the daisies and grass. " How d'ye do ? " said the cow : " How d'ye do ? " said the ass. "Take a seat," cried the cow, gently waving her hand. " By no means, dear madam," said he,