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Implored the lion's clemency；
Who thought it best at last to give
His little prisoner a reprieve。
'Twas nearly twelve months after this；
The lion chanced his way to miss；
When pressing forward； heedless yet；
He got entangled in a net。
With dreadful rage； he stamped and tore；
And straight commenced a lordly roar；
When the poor mouse； who heard the noise；
Attended； for she knew his voice。
Then what the lion's utmost strength
Could not effect； she did at length；
With patient labor she applied
Her teeth； the network to divide；
And so at last forth issued he；
A lion； by a mouse set free。
Few are so small or weak； I guess；
But may assist us in distress；
Nor shall we ever； if we're wise；
The meanest； or the least despise。
Jeffreys Taylor ＇1792…1853＇
THE BOY AND THE WOLF
A little Boy was set to keep
A little flock of goats or sheep；
He thought the task too solitary；
And took a strange perverse vagary：
To call the people out of fun；
To see them leave their work and run；
He cried and screamed with all his might； …
〃Wolf！ wolf！〃 in a pretended fright。
Some people； working at a distance；
Came running in to his assistance。
They searched the fields and bushes round；
The Wolf was nowhere to be found。
The Boy； delighted with his game；
A few days after did the same；
And once again the people came。
The trick was many times repeated；
At last they found that they were cheated。
One day the Wolf appeared in sight；
The Boy was in a real fright；
He cried； 〃Wolf！ wolf！〃 … the neighbors heard；
But not a single creature stirred。
〃We need not go from our employ； …
'Tis nothing but that idle boy。〃
The little Boy cried out again；
〃Help； help！ the Wolf！〃 he cried in vain。
At last his master came to beat him。
He came too late； the Wolf had eat him。
This shows the bad effect of lying；
And likewise of continual crying。
If I had heard you scream and roar；
For nothing； twenty times before；
Although you might have broke your arm；
Or met with any serious harm；
Your cries could give me no alarm；
They would not make me move the faster；
Nor apprehend the least disaster；
I should be sorry when I came；
But you yourself would be to blame。
John Hookham Frere ＇1769…1846＇
THE STORY OF AUGUSTUS； WHO WOULD NOT HAVE ANY SOUP
Augustus was a chubby lad；
Fat； ruddy cheeks Augustus had；
And everybody saw with joy
The plump and hearty； healthy boy。
He ate and drank as he was told；
And never let his soup get cold。
But one day； one cold winter's day；
He screamed out … 〃Take the soup away！
O take the nasty soup away！
I won't have any soup to…day。〃
Next day begins his tale of woes；
Quite lank and lean Augustus grows。
Yet； though he feels so weak and ill；
The naughty fellow cries out still …
〃Not any soup for me； I say：
O take the nasty soup away！
I won't have any soup to…day。〃
The third day comes； O what a sin！
To make himself so pale and thin。
Yet； when the soup is put on table；
He screams； as loud as he is able； …
〃Not any soup for me； I say：
O take the nasty soup away！
I won't have any soup to…day。〃
Look at him； now the fourth day's come！
He scarcely weighs a sugar…plum；
He's like a little bit of thread；
And on the fifth day； he was … dead！
From the German of Heinrich Hoffman ＇1798…1874＇
THE STORY OF LITTLE SUCK…A…THUMB
One day； mamma said： 〃Conrad dear；
I must go out and leave you here。
But mind now； Conrad； what I say；
Don't suck your thumb while I'm away。
The great tall tailor always comes
To little boys that suck their thumbs；
And ere they dream what he's about；
He takes his great sharp scissors out
And cuts their thumbs clean off； … and then；
You know； they never grow again。〃
Mamma had scarcely turned her back；
The thumb was in； alack！ alack！
The door flew open； in he ran；
The great； long； red…legged scissors…man。
Oh； children； see！ the tailor's come
And caught our little Suck…a…Thumb。
Snip！ snap！ snip！ the scissors go；
And Conrad cries out … 〃Oh！ oh！ oh！〃
Snip！ snap！ Snip！ They go so fast；
That both his thumbs are off at last。
Mamma comes home； there Conrad stands；
And looks quite sad； and shows his hands； …
〃Ah！〃 said mamma； 〃I knew he'd come
To naughty little Suck…a…Thumb。〃
From the German of Heinrich Hoffman ＇1798…1874＇
WRITTEN IN A LITTLE LADY'S LITTLE ALBUM
Hearts good and true
Have wishes few
In narrow circles bounded；
And hope that lives
On what God gives
Is Christian hope well founded。
Small things are best；
Grief and unrest
To rank and wealth are given；
But little things
On little wings
Bear little souls to heaven。
Frederick William Faber ＇1814…1863＇
MY LADY WIND
My Lady Wind； my Lady Wind；
Went round about the house to find
A chink to set her foot in；
She tried the keyhole in the door；
She tried the crevice in the floor；
And drove the chimney soot in。
And then one night when it was dark
She blew up such a tiny spark
That all the town was bothered；
From it she raised such flame and smoke
That many in great terror woke；
And many more were smothered。
And thus when once； my little dears；
A whisper reaches itching ears …
The same will come； you'll find：
Take my advice； restrain the tongue；
Remember what old nurse has sung
Of busy Lady Wind。
Unknown
TO A CHILD
Small service is true service while it lasts：
Of humblest friends； bright creature！ scorn not one：
The daisy； by the shadow that it casts；
Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun。
William Wordsworth ＇1770…1850＇
A FAREWELL
My fairest child； I have no song to give you；
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray：
Yet； if you will； one quiet hint I'll leave you
For every day。
I'll tell you how to sing a clearer carol
Than lark who hails the dawn on breezy down；
To earn yourself a purer poet's laurel
Than Shakespeare's crown。
Be good； sweet maid； and let who will be clever；
Do noble things； not dream them； all day long：
And so make Life； and Death； and that For Ever
One grand sweet song。
Charles Kingsley ＇1819…1875＇
RHYMES OF CHILDHOOD
REEDS OF INNOCENCE
Piping down the valleys wild；
Piping songs of pleasant glee；
On a cloud I saw a child；
And he laughing said to me：
〃Pipe a song about a lamb！〃
So I piped with merry cheer。
〃Piper； pipe that song again；〃
So I piped： he wept to hear。
〃Drop thy pipe； thy happy pipe；
Sing thy songs of happy cheer！〃
So I sang the same again；
While he wept with joy to hear。
〃Piper； sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read。〃
So he vanished from my sight；
And I plucked a hollow reed；
And I made a rural pen；
And I stained the water clear；
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear。
William Blake ＇1757…1827＇
THE WONDERFUL WORLD
Great； wide； beautiful； wonderful World；
With the wonderful water round you curled；
And the wonderful grass upon your breast；
World； you are beautifully dressed。
The wonderful air is over me；
And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree …
It walks on the water； and whirls the mills；
And talks to itself on the tops of the hills。
You friendly Earth； how far do you go；
With the wheat…fields that nod and the rivers that flow；
With cities and gardens； and cliffs and isles；
And people upon you for thousands of miles？
Ah！ you are so great； and I am so small；
I tremble to think of you； World； at all；
And yet； when I said my prayers to…day；
A whisper inside me seemed to say；
〃You are more than the Earth； though you are such a dot：
You can love and think； and the Earth cannot！〃
William Brighty Rands ＇1823…1882＇
THE WORLD'S MUSIC
The world's a very
