. Picture fables . PUPPIES. Now, Spitz, I think it but right and fair, That each of your young ones a name should bear, For such has the custom been, alway ; I dont think it requisite, I must say, For when to them, Come, my dears ! I cry, They hear me at once, and at once reply. And when the mother did but look round, The pups came to her with playful bound. But when they older grew, then came The people and gave to each a name ; And the dogs knew quickly their masters call, Andlearnd to follow them, one and all. 82. ROD. CHILD. Bad Kod, how shall you punishd be, For all the trouble youve caus
. Picture fables . PUPPIES. Now, Spitz, I think it but right and fair, That each of your young ones a name should bear, For such has the custom been, alway ; I dont think it requisite, I must say, For when to them, Come, my dears ! I cry, They hear me at once, and at once reply. And when the mother did but look round, The pups came to her with playful bound. But when they older grew, then came The people and gave to each a name ; And the dogs knew quickly their masters call, Andlearnd to follow them, one and all. 82. ROD. CHILD. Bad Kod, how shall you punishd be, For all the trouble youve caused to me ROD. To quarrel with me, dear child, is vain; It was for your good I caused you pain. CHILD. So they say, but it hurt, I know ;Go you away, you bad Rod, go. With eyes of anger she lookd thereon,And thought, Could it but be for ever , when each counsel and warning wordThat her mother spoke, she with meekness heard,The Rod from the glass soon vanishd away; Ive even heard it was burnt one day. 83
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