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Page 113 - 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 114 - 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, My time has been properly spent...
Page 53 - And, standing quite still, stooping over the stream, 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," said the Cow, gently waving her hand ; " By no means, dear Madam," said he,
Page 38 - 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 53 - They laid themselves down on the herbage at last, And waiting politely (as gentlemen must), The Ass held his tongue that the Cow might speak first ; Then, with a deep sigh, she directly began, ' Don't you think, Mr. Ass, we are injured by man ? 'Tis a subject that lies with a weight on my mind, We certainly are much oppressed by mankind.
Page 54 - Why, Sir, I was only just going to observe, I'm resolved that these tyrants no longer I'll serve; But leave them for ever to do as they please, And look somewhere else for their butter and cheese." Ass waited a moment, to see if she'd done, And then,
Page 55 - I receive much from man, And for him in return I do all that I can.
Page 115 - I've finished my business with patience and care, And been good, and obliging, and kind, I lie on my pillow, and sleep away there, With a happy and peaceable mind. Instead of all this, if it must be confest That I careless and idle have been, I lie down as usual, and go to my rest, But feel discontented within.
Page 81 - 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.