Stand fast in your place, act your part like a man; And when duty calls, answer promptly, I can! What We Love. MARY. I love the cheerful summer-time, Its shining garments green and smooth, JENNIE. I love to hear the little birds I love the gentle, murmuring stream, ALICE. I love the bright and glorious sun, I love the pearly drops of dew CHARLES. I love to hear the hum Of honey making bees, And learn a lesson, hard to learn, Of patient industry. I love the faithful, watchful dog, SARAH. I love to think of Him who made Who gave me life, and health, and strength, I have a little voice within That always tells me when I sin; That's wrong or wicked, then I hear MARY. And, brother, don't it always tell In us, who perish not with earth; Freedom's Jubilee. BOY. Father, took up and see that flag, How gracefully it flies Those pretty stripes-they seem to be A rainbow in the skies. FATHER. It is your country's flag, my son, ΒΟΥ. Father, what fearful noise is that, FATHER. It is the voice of cannonry- BOY. I wish that I was now a MAN, And cheer as loudly as the rest- FATHER. I am getting old, and weak-ut still My heart is big with joy ; I've witnessed many a day like thisShout YOU aloud, my boy. BOY. Hurrah! for Freedom's Jubilee! God bless our native land! And may I live to hold the boon Of Freedom in my hand! FATHER. Well done, my boy-grow up and love The Child's Lessons. MARY. "Mother, may I stay at home? "Little birds are flying round, So merry, bright, and gay; "Flowers nod brightly in the wind; |