 | Jane and Ann Taylor: Original Poems for Infant Minds |  |
THE SNOWDROP.
I saw a snowdrop on the bed,
Green taper leaves among:
White as the driven snow, its head
On the slim stalk was hung.
Green taper leaves among:
White as the driven snow, its head
On the slim stalk was hung.
The wintry wind came sweeping o'er,
A bitter tempest blew:
The snowdrop faded—never more
To glitter with the dew.
A bitter tempest blew:
The snowdrop faded—never more
To glitter with the dew.
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I saw a smiling infant laid
In its fond mother's arms;
Around its rosy cheeks there played
A thousand dimpling charms.
In its fond mother's arms;
Around its rosy cheeks there played
A thousand dimpling charms.
A bitter pain was sent to take
The smiling babe away;
How did its little bosom shake,
As in a fit it lay!
The smiling babe away;
How did its little bosom shake,
As in a fit it lay!
Its beating heart was quickly stopped,
And in the earth so cold,
I saw the little coffin dropped,
And covered up with mould.
And in the earth so cold,
I saw the little coffin dropped,
And covered up with mould.
But Jesus Christ is full of love
To babies when they die,
And takes their happy souls above
To be with him on high.
To babies when they die,
And takes their happy souls above
To be with him on high.
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