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Her beads while she numbered, The baby still slumbered, And smile in her face, as she bended her knee; Oh! bless'd be that warning, My child, thy sleep adorning, For I know that the angels are whispering with thee. - Samuel Lover, Angel's Whisper He seemed a cherub who had lost his way And wandered hither, so his stay With us was short, and 'twas most meet, That he should be no delver in earth's clod, Nor need to pause and cleanse his feet To stand before his God: O blest word--Evermore! - James Russell Lowell, Threnodia How did they all just come to be you? God though about me and so I grew. - George MacDonald, At the Back of the North Wind (ch. XXXIII), a song Where did you come from, baby dear? Out of the Everywhere into here. - George MacDonald, At the Back of the North Wind (ch. XXXIII), a song Whenever a little child is born All night a soft wind rocks the corn; One more buttercup wakes to the morn, Somewhere, Somewhere. One more rosebud shy will unfold, One more grass blade push through the mold, One more bird-song the air will hold, Somewhere, Somewhere. - Agnes Carter Mason, Somewhere You scarce could think so small a thing Could leave a loss so large; Her little light such shadow fling From dawn to sunset's marge. In other springs our life may be In bannered bloom unfurled, But never, never match our wee White Rose of all the world. - Gerald Massey, Our Wee White Rose A sweet, new blossom of Humanity, Fresh fallen from God's own home to flower on earth. - Gerald Massey, Wooed and Won And thou hast stolen a jewel, Death! Shall light thy dark up like a Star. A Beacon kindling from afar Our light of love and fainting faith. - Gerald Massey, Wooed and Won Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun, Up stairs and doun stairs in his nicht-goun, Tirlin' at the window, cryin' at the lock, "Are the weans in their bed? for it's now ten o'clock." - William Miller ("Laureate of the Nursery"), Willie Winkie As living jewels dropped unstained from heaven. - Robert Pollok, Course of Time (bk. V, l. 158) A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on. - Carl Sandburg God mark thee to his grace! Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. An I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish. - William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (Nurse at I, iii) A grievous burden was thy birth to me; Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy; Thy schooldays frightful, desp'rate, wile and furious; Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous; Thy age confirmed, proud, subtle, sly, and bloody, More mild, but yet more harmful--kind in hatred. - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Duchess of York at IV, iv) Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse And presently all humbled kiss the rod! - William Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona (Julia at I, ii) A daughter, and a goodly babe, Lusty and like to live. The queen receives Much comfort in't, says, 'My poor prisoner, I am innocent as you.' - William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale (Emilia at II, ii) Sweetest li'l' feller, everybody knows; Dunno what do call him, but he's mighty lak' a rose; Lookin' at his mammy wid eyes so shiny blue Mek' you think that Heav'n is comin' lost ter you. - Frank Lebby Stanton, Mighty Lak' a Rose A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal, Even while we hailed as fresh from birth A little soul. - Algernon Charles Swinburne, A Baby's Death But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam (pt. LIV, st. 5) Beat upon mine, little heart! beat, beat! Beat upon mine! you are mine, my sweet! All mine from your pretty blue eyes to your feet, My sweet! - Lord Alfred Tennyson, Romney's Remorse Baby smiled, mother wailed, Earthward while the sweetling sailed; Mother smiled, baby wailed, When to earth came Viola. - Francis Thompson, The Making of Viola A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men. - Martin Farquhar Tupper A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure. - Martin Farquhar Tupper, Of Education Lullaby, baby, upon the tree top; When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, And down comes the baby, and cradle and all. - Unknown, written by Pilgrim youth and said to be first poem written in America Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. - Isaac Watts, A Cradle Hymn Displaying page 2 of 2 for this topic: << Prev 1 [2]
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