Why is Sarah standing there, With such an angry lip and brow? Come here, my dear, and tell me true; About the work you'd done so slow, O, how much better 't would appear, TEMPER. Bad temper, go, You never shall stay with me; You and I shall never agree. For I will always kind and mild And do to others as I wish That they should do to me. Temper bad With me shall never stay; Can never be happy and gay. OF WHAT ARE YOUR CLOTHES MADE? Come here to mamma, and I'll tell you, dear boy For I think you never have guessedHow many poor animals we must employ Before little George can be dressed. WORK AND PLAY. Those children who are all the day Allowed to wander out, And only waste their time in play, Who do not any school attend, Are almost certain in the end There's nothing worse than idleness. 'T is sure to end in wretchedness, In poverty, and pain. Sometimes they learn to lie and cheat, These are the lessons in the street A GOOD NAME. Children, choose it, Don't despise it, You will need it when you're men. Love and cherish, Keep and nourish, 'Tis more precious far than gold; Watch and guard it, Don't discard it, You will need it when you're old. BOY AND LARK. Who taught you to sing, My sweet pretty birds? Who tuned your beautiful throats? You make all the woods With your loud and silvery notes. It was God, said a lark, As he rose from the earth; He gave us our voice, |