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 | My Lyrical Life |  |
CHILDREN AT PLAY.
“
Open
your mouth and shut your eyes,”
Three little Maidens were saying,—
“And see what God sends you!” little they thought
Who listened while they were playing!
So little we guess that a light light word
At times may be more than praying.
Three little Maidens were saying,—
“And see what God sends you!” little they thought
Who listened while they were playing!
So little we guess that a light light word
At times may be more than praying.
“I,” said Kate with the merry blue eyes,
“Would have lots of frolic and folly;”
“I,” said Ciss with the bonnie brown hair,
“Would have life always smiling and jolly;”
“And I would have just what our Father may send,”
Said lovable little pale Polly.
“Would have lots of frolic and folly;”
“I,” said Ciss with the bonnie brown hair,
“Would have life always smiling and jolly;”
“And I would have just what our Father may send,”
Said lovable little pale Polly.
Life came for the Two, with sweetnesses new
Each morning in gloss and in glister:
But the Father above, in a longing of love,
Caught up little Polly and kissed her.
And the Churchyard nestled another wee grave;
The Angels another wee Sister.
Each morning in gloss and in glister:
But the Father above, in a longing of love,
Caught up little Polly and kissed her.
And the Churchyard nestled another wee grave;
The Angels another wee Sister.
| My Lyrical Life | |