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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