Easy Rhymes and Simple Poems for Young Children

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1864 edition. Excerpt: ...one of them comes again. To act in the present I still have scope, But as to the future for which I hope, May not that hope be vain! In the book of my life, each useless day That passes all unemploy'd away, Is but an unwritten page. Well, then, I'll keep striving on and on, That some good deed on every one May be written, from youth to age. HYMN FOB A LITTLE BOY. "What, mother, makes it seem to me, When I ain all alone, As if some one could hear and see, And all my thoughts were known? "Sometimes it makes me very glad, And dance and sing with joy; Sometimes it makes me very sad, And frights your little boy. "Oh, tell me, mother, tell me why; For I have never known Why 'tis I laugh, or why I cry, When I am all alone." "My child, you never are alone; There is a watchful eye To which your very thoughts are known; 'Tis God is qyer nigh. "He made your little heart for joy, He tunes your happy song; Oh, then, my little timid boy, Fear only doing wrong. "For He who makes your heart so glad, Who bids the good be gay, With the same love will make it sad, Whene'er you disobey. "He is our Father, and He hears Tour weakest, faintest prayer; He wipes away an infant's tears, And children are His care." Mrs. Follen. THE MARINER'S CHILD. On, weep no more, sweet mother! Oh, weep no more to-night; And only watch the sea, mother, Beneath the morning light. Then the bright blue sky is joyful, And the bright blue sky is clear; And I can see, sweet mother, To kiss away your tear. But now the wind goes wailing O'er the dark and trackless deep; And I know your grief, sweet mother, Though I only hear you weep. My father's ship will come, mother, In safety o'er the main; When the grapes are dyed with purple He will be...