A As LITTLE Saint best fits a little Shrine, my small Cruse best fits my little Wine. A little Seed best fits a little Soyle, A little Trade best fits a little Toyle, As my small Jarre best fits my little Oyle. A little Bin best fits a little Bread, A little Garland fits a little Head, As my small Stuffe best fits my little Shed. * Frogs. A little Hearth best fits a little Fire, A little Stream best fits a little Boat, A little Meat best fits a little Bellie, Robert Herrick. His Grange; or, Private Wealth THOUGH Clock, To tell how night drawes hence, I've none, I have, to sing how day drawes on. A maid (my Prew) by good luck sent, To save That little, Fates me gave or lent. I keep, which creeking day by day, She goes her long white egg to lay. I have, which, with a jealous care, Her tongue, to tell what danger's neare. A Lamb I keep (tame) with my morsells fed, An Orphan left him (lately dead). I keep, that playes about my House, With eating many a miching* Mouse. A Trasy I do keep, whereby I please The more my rurall privacie : Which are But toyes, to give my heart some ease: None is, slight things do lightly please. Robert Herrick. Nurse's Song WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. "Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies." * Pilfering. + His spaniel. F "No, no, let us play, for it is yet day, And we cannot go to sleep; Besides, in the sky the little birds fly, And the hills are all covered with sheep." The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laughed, William Blake. The Shepherd HOW sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot! From the morn to the evening he strays; He shall follow his sheep all the day, For he hears the lambs' innocent call, He is watchful while they are in peace, William Blake. |