My Kind Mother.
A Dutiful Child is the Joy of its Parents.
I must not tease my mother,For she is very kind;And every thing she says to me,I must directly mind;For when I was a baby,And could not speak or walk,She let me in her bosom sleep,And taught me how to talk.I must not tease my mother;And when she likes to read,Or has the headache, I will stepMost silently, indeed.I will not choose a noisy play,Or trifling troubles tell;But sit down quiet by her side,And try to make her well.I must not tease my mother;I have heard my father say,When I was in my cradle sick,She tended me all day.She lays me in my little bed,She gives me clothes and food,And I have nothing else to pay,But trying to be good.I must not tease my mother;She loves me all the day,And she has patience with my faults,And teaches me to pray;How much I’ll strive to please herShe every hour shall see,For, should she go away, or die,What would become of me!
I must not tease my mother,For she is very kind;And every thing she says to me,I must directly mind;For when I was a baby,And could not speak or walk,She let me in her bosom sleep,And taught me how to talk.I must not tease my mother;And when she likes to read,Or has the headache, I will stepMost silently, indeed.I will not choose a noisy play,Or trifling troubles tell;But sit down quiet by her side,And try to make her well.I must not tease my mother;I have heard my father say,When I was in my cradle sick,She tended me all day.She lays me in my little bed,She gives me clothes and food,And I have nothing else to pay,But trying to be good.I must not tease my mother;She loves me all the day,And she has patience with my faults,And teaches me to pray;How much I’ll strive to please herShe every hour shall see,For, should she go away, or die,What would become of me!
I must not tease my mother,For she is very kind;And every thing she says to me,I must directly mind;For when I was a baby,And could not speak or walk,She let me in her bosom sleep,And taught me how to talk.
I must not tease my mother,
For she is very kind;
And every thing she says to me,
I must directly mind;
For when I was a baby,
And could not speak or walk,
She let me in her bosom sleep,
And taught me how to talk.
I must not tease my mother;And when she likes to read,Or has the headache, I will stepMost silently, indeed.I will not choose a noisy play,Or trifling troubles tell;But sit down quiet by her side,And try to make her well.
I must not tease my mother;
And when she likes to read,
Or has the headache, I will step
Most silently, indeed.
I will not choose a noisy play,
Or trifling troubles tell;
But sit down quiet by her side,
And try to make her well.
I must not tease my mother;I have heard my father say,When I was in my cradle sick,She tended me all day.She lays me in my little bed,She gives me clothes and food,And I have nothing else to pay,But trying to be good.
I must not tease my mother;
I have heard my father say,
When I was in my cradle sick,
She tended me all day.
She lays me in my little bed,
She gives me clothes and food,
And I have nothing else to pay,
But trying to be good.
I must not tease my mother;She loves me all the day,And she has patience with my faults,And teaches me to pray;How much I’ll strive to please herShe every hour shall see,For, should she go away, or die,What would become of me!
I must not tease my mother;
She loves me all the day,
And she has patience with my faults,
And teaches me to pray;
How much I’ll strive to please her
She every hour shall see,
For, should she go away, or die,
What would become of me!