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Do thy duty, that is best,
Whene'er a task is set for you,
Beautiful hands are those that do
Work that is earnest, brave and true,
Moment by moment, the long day through.
SEVEN TIMES ONE.
There's no dew left on the daisies and clover, There's no rain left in heaven;
I've said my
seven times" over and over,
Seven times one are seven.
I am old, so old I can write a letter;
The lambs play always, they know no better-
O moon! in the night I have seen you sailing And shining so round and low;
You were bright, ah bright! but your light is failing,
You are nothing now but a bow.
You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven,
That God has hidden your face?
I hope, if you have, you will soon be forgiven, And shine again in your place.
O velvet bee, you're a dusty fellow;
You've powdered your legs with gold!
And show me your nest with the young ones in it,
I will not steal it away;
I am old! you may trust me, linnet, linnet,I am seven times one to-day!
God bless the little stockings all over the land to-night
Hung in the choicest corners, in the glory of crimson light.
The tiny scarlet stockings, with a hole in the heel and toe,
Worn by the wonderful journeys that the darlings have to go.
And Heaven pity the children, wherever their homes may be,
Who wake at the first gray dawning, an empty stocking to see.
What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
"Let me fly," says little birdo, "Mother, let me fly away."
"Birdie, rest a little longer,
What does little baby say,
Let me rise and fly away."
"Baby, sleep a little longer,
SUPPOSE, MY LITTLE LADY.
Suppose, my little lady,
Your doll should break her head; Could you make it whole by crying Till your eyes and nose are red?
And wouldn't it be pleasanter
And say you're glad 'twas Dolly's,
Suppose you're dressed for walking, And the rain comes pouring down; Will it clear off any sooner
Because you scold and frown?
And wouldn't it be nicer
For you to smile than pout,
Suppose your task, my little man,
Is very hard to get;
Will it make it any easier
For you to sit and fret?