Ballads for little folk . BABYS RING. Mothers quite distracted, Sister s in despair ;All the household is astir, Searching nook must be explored, Every corner scanned —Babys lost the tiny ring From her little hand. Surely never such a babe Made a mother glad ;Never such a dainty hand Any baby had!Smallest ring was ever made Off her ringer slips ;She should have a fairys ring For such rosy tips. When she comes to womanhood, If she keeps so fair,She will surely wear the ring Maidens love to wear :And lest she should lose it then, (Shell be wise and deep)She will give to somebody
Ballads for little folk . BABYS RING. Mothers quite distracted, Sister s in despair ;All the household is astir, Searching nook must be explored, Every corner scanned —Babys lost the tiny ring From her little hand. Surely never such a babe Made a mother glad ;Never such a dainty hand Any baby had!Smallest ring was ever made Off her ringer slips ;She should have a fairys ring For such rosy tips. When she comes to womanhood, If she keeps so fair,She will surely wear the ring Maidens love to wear :And lest she should lose it then, (Shell be wise and deep)She will give to somebody Ring and hand to DONT GIVE UP. If you tried and have not won, Never stop for crying ;All that s great and good is done Just by patient trying. Though young birds, in flying, fall,Still their wings grow stronger; And the next time they can keepUp a little longer. Though the sturdy oak has knownMany a blast that bowed her, She has risen again, and grownLoftier and prouder. If by easy work you beat, Who the more will prize you ? Gaining victory from defeat,Thats the test that tries you!
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