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Page 60 - Ah, no ! the thought I cannot bear, And if GOD please my life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My Mother. When thou art feeble, old, and gray, My healthy arm shall be thy stay, And I will soothe thy pains away, My Mother. And when I see thee hang thy head, 'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed, And tears of sweet affection shed, My Mother. For GOD, who lives above the skies, Would look with vengeance in His eyes, If I should ever dare despise My Mother.
Page 138 - Robinet did not perceive the theft till he had got on his way again. He returned to search for his bag, but could hear no tidings of it. Well (says he), my soup will be the thinner, but I will boil a slice of bread with it, and that will do it some good, at least.
Page 121 - And pleasures with youth pass away; And yet you lament not the days that are gone; Now tell me the reason, I pray."
Page 94 - I was not born as thousands are, Where GOD was never known ; And taught to pray a useless prayer To blocks of wood and stone. I was not born a little slave, To labour in the sun, And wish I were but in the grave, And all my labour done.
Page 63 - Then I do as well as I can; I work on, and never think of it. Mr. L. Are you not dry sometimes this hot weather? B. Yes, but there is water enough. Mr. L. Why, my little fellow, you are quite a philosopher!
Page 67 - If Frank and I both were to say, that we did not throw down the basin, she would believe us, and we should have milk for supper. I am very sorry Frank would go to tell her about it.
Page 121 - You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "And pleasures with youth pass away, And yet you lament not the days that are gone, Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Page 96 - There will be houses to build, fences to make, and all kinds of wooden furniture to provide. But our timber is all growing. You will have a ;deal of hard work to do in felling trees, and sawing planks, and shaping posts and the like.
Page 60 - Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well? My Mother.