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BALL.
“My good little fellow, don't throw your ball there,
You'll break neighbour's windows, I know;
On the end of the house there is room and to spare,
Go round, you can have a delightful game there,
Without fearing for where you may throw.”
You'll break neighbour's windows, I know;
On the end of the house there is room and to spare,
Go round, you can have a delightful game there,
Without fearing for where you may throw.”
Harry thought he might safely continue his play
With a little more care than before;
So, heedless of all that his father could say,
As soon as he saw he was out of the way
Resolved to have fifty throws more.
With a little more care than before;
So, heedless of all that his father could say,
As soon as he saw he was out of the way
Resolved to have fifty throws more.
Already as far as to forty he rose,
And no mischief had happened at all;
One more, and one more, he successfully throws,
But when, as he thought, just arrived at the close,
In popped his unfortunate-ball.
And no mischief had happened at all;
One more, and one more, he successfully throws,
But when, as he thought, just arrived at the close,
In popped his unfortunate-ball.
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“I'm sure that I thought, and I did not intend,”
Poor Harry was going to say;
But soon came the glazier the window to mend,
And both the bright shillings he wanted to spend
He had for his folly to pay.
Poor Harry was going to say;
But soon came the glazier the window to mend,
And both the bright shillings he wanted to spend
He had for his folly to pay.
When little folks think they know better than great,
And what is forbidden them do,
We must always expect to see, sooner or late,
That such wise little fools have a similar fate,
And that one of the fifty goes through.
And what is forbidden them do,
We must always expect to see, sooner or late,
That such wise little fools have a similar fate,
And that one of the fifty goes through.
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