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Great Father; with Thy folds of love;

O tuck my baby in。



Curtis May '18  …





〃JENNY WI' THE AIRN TEETH〃



What a plague is this o' mine;

Winna steek an e'e;

Though I hap him o'er the heid;

As cosy as can be。

Sleep an' let me to my wark …

A' thae claes to airn …

Jenny wi' the airn teeth;

Come an' tak' the bairn!



Tak' him to your ain den;

Whaur the bogie bides;

But first put baith your big teeth

In his wee plump sides;

Gie your auld gray pow a shake;

Rive him frae my grup;

Tak' him whaur nae kiss is gaun

When he waukens up。



Whatna noise is that I hear

Coomin' doon the street?

Weel I ken the dump; dump;

O' her beetle feet;

Mercy me! she's at the door!

Hear her lift the sneck;

Wheesht; an' cuddle mammy noo;

Closer roun' the neck。



Jenny wi' the airn teeth;

The bairn has aff his claes;

Sleepin' safe an' soun'; I think …

Dinna touch his taes。



Sleepin' bairns are no for you;

Ye may turn aboot;

An' tak' awa' wee Tam next door …

I hear him screichin' oot。



Dump; dump; awa' she gangs

Back the road she cam';

I hear her at the ither door;

Speirin' after Tam;

He's a crabbit; greetin' thing …

The warst in a' the toon;

Little like my ain wee wean …

Losh; he's sleepin' soun'!



Mithers hae an awfu' wark

Wi' their bairns at nicht;

Chappin' on the chair wi' tangs;

To gie the rogues a fricht;

Aulder bairns are fleyed wi' less;

Weel eneuch we ken;

Bigger bogies; bigger Jennies;

Frichten muckle men。



Alexander Anderson '1845…1909'





CUDDLE DOON



The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht

Wi' muckie faucht an' din;

〃O; try an' sleep; ye waukrife rogues;

Your father's comin' in。〃

They never heed a word I speak;

I try to gie a froon;

But aye I hap them up; an' cry;

〃O bairnies; cuddle doon。〃



Wee Jamie wi' the curly heid …

He aye sleeps next the wa' …

Bangs up an' cries; 〃I want a piece;〃

The rascal starts them a'。

I rin an' fetch them pieces; drinks;

They stop awee the soun';

Then draw the blankets up an' cry;

〃Noo; weanies; cuddle doon。〃



But ere five minutes gang; wee Rab

Cries oot; frae 'neath the claes;

〃Mither; mak' Tam gie ower at once …

He's kittlin' wi' his taes。〃

The mischief's in that Tam for tricks;

He'd bother half the toon;

But aye I hap them up an' cry;

〃O bairnies; cuddle doon。〃



At length they hear their father's fit;

An'; as he steeks the door;

They turn their faces to the wa';

While Tam pretends to snore。

〃Hae a' the weans been gude?〃 he asks;

As he pits aff his shoon;

〃The bairnies; John; are in their beds;

An' lang since cuddled doon。〃



An' just afore we bed oorsel's;

We look at oor wee lambs;

Tam has his airm roun' wee Rab's neck;

An' Rab his airm roun' Tam's。

I lift wee Jamie up the bed;

An' as I straik each croon;

I whisper; till my heart fills up;

〃O bairnies; cuddle doon。〃



The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht


Wi' mirth that's dear to me;

But sune the big warl's cark an' care

Will quaten doon their glee。

Yet; come what will to ilka ane;

May He who sits aboon

Aye whisper; though their pows be bauld;

〃O bairnies; cuddle doon。〃



Alexander Anderson '1845…1909'





BEDTIME



'Tis bedtime; say your hymn; and bid 〃Good…night;

God bless Mamma; Papa; and dear ones all。〃

Your half…shut eyes beneath your eyelids fall;

Another minute; you will shut them quite。

Yes; I will carry you; put out the light;

And tuck you up; although you are so tall!

What will you give me; sleepy one; and call

My wages; if I settle you all right?



I laid her golden curls upon my arm;

I drew her little feet within my hand;

Her rosy palms were joined in trustful bliss;

Her heart next mine beat gently; soft and warm

She nestled to me; and; by Love's command;

Paid me my precious wages … 〃Baby's Kiss。〃



Francis Robert St。 Clair Erskine '1833…1890'













THE DUTY OF CHILDREN













HAPPY THOUGHT



The world is so full of a number of things;

I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings。



Robert Louis Stevenson '1850…1894'





WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN



A child should always say what's true

And speak when he is spoken to;

And behave mannerly at table;

At least as far as he is able。



Robert Louis Stevenson '1850…1894'





POLITENESS



Good little boys should never say

〃I will;〃 and 〃Give me these〃;

O; no! that never is the way;

But 〃Mother; if you please。〃



And 〃If you please;〃 to Sister Ann

Good boys to say are ready;

And; 〃Yes; sir;〃 to a Gentleman;

And; 〃Yes; ma'am;〃 to a Lady。



Elizabeth Turner ' ? …1846'





RULES OF BEHAVIOR



Hearts; like doors; will ope with ease

To very; very little keys;

And don't forget that two of these

Are 〃I thank you〃 and 〃If you please。〃



Come when you're called;

Do what you're bid;

Close the door after you;

Never be chid。



Seldom 〃can't;〃

Seldom 〃don't;〃

Never 〃shan't;〃

Never 〃won't。〃





LITTLE FRED



When little Fred

Was called to bed;

He always acted right;

He kissed Mama;

And then Papa;

And wished them all good…night。



He made no noise;

Like naughty boys;

But gently up the stairs

Directly went;

When he was sent;

And always said his prayers。





THE LOVABLE CHILD



Frisky as a lambkin;

Busy as a bee …

That's the kind of little girl

People like to see。



Modest as a violet;

As a rosebud sweet …

That's the kind of little girl

People like to meet。



Bright as is a diamond;

Pure as any pearl …

Everyone rejoices in

Such a little girl。



Happy as a robin;

Gentle as a dove …

That's the kind of little girl

Everyone will love。



Fly away and seek her;

Little song of mine;

For I choose that very girl

As my Valentine。



Emilie Poulsson '1853…





GOOD AND BAD CHILDREN



Children; you are very little;

And your bones are very brittle;

If you would grow great and stately;

You must try to walk sedately。



You must still be bright and quiet;

And content with simple diet;

And remain; through all bewild'ring;

Innocent and honest children。



Happy hearts and happy faces;

Happy play in grassy places …

That was how; in ancient ages;

Children grew to kings and sages。



But the unkind and the unruly;

And the sort who eat unduly;

They must never hope for glory …

Theirs is quite a different story!



Cruel children; crying babies;

All grow up as geese and gabies;

Hated; as their age increases;

By their nephews and their nieces。



Robert Louis Stevenson '1850…1894'





REBECCA'S AFTER…THOUGHT



Yesterday; Rebecca Mason;

In the parlor by herself;

Broke a handsome china basin;

Placed upon the mantel…shelf。



Quite alarmed; she thought of going

Very quietly away;

Not a single person knowing;

Of her being there that day。



But Rebecca recollected

She was taught deceit to shun;

And the moment she reflected;

Told her mother what was done;



Who commended her behavior;

Loved her better; and forgave her。



Elizabeth Turner ' ? …1846'





KINDNESS TO ANIMALS



Little children; never give

Pain to things that feel and live;

Let the gentle robin come

For the crumbs you save at home; …

As his meat you throw along

He'll repay you with a song;

Never hurt the timid hare

Peeping from her green grass lair;

Let her come and sport and play

On the lawn at close of day;

The little lark goes soaring high

To the bright windows of the sky;

Singing as if 'twere always spring;

And fluttering on an untired wing; …

Oh! let him sing his happy song;

Nor do these gentle creatures wrong。





A RULE FOR BIRDS' NESTERS



The robin and the red…breast;

The sparrow and the wren;

If ye take out o' their nest;

Ye'll never thrive again!



The robin and the red…breast;

The martin and the swallow;

If ye touch one o' their eggs;

Bad luck will surely follow!





〃SING ON; BLITHE BIRD〃



I've plucked the berry from the bush; the brown nut from the tree;

But heart of happy little bird ne'er broken was by me。

I saw them in their curious nests; close couching; slyly peer

With their wild eyes; like glittering beads; to note if harm were near;

I passed them by; and blessed them all; I felt that it was good

To leave unmoved the creatures small whose home was in the wood。



And here; even now; above my head; a lusty rogue doth sing;

He pecks his swelling breast and neck; and trims his little wing。

He will not fly; he knows full well; while chirping on that spray;

I would not harm him for the world; or interrupt his lay。

Sing on; sing on; blithe bird! and fill my heart with summer gladness;

It has been aching many a day with measures full of sadness!



William Motherwell '1797…1835' 





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