And now he found that he could turn,
That he could move and rise.
He stood before his mother
With shamed and tearful eyes.
“Oh, mother, mother, dear, I’ve had
A dreadful time!” cried he,
“But now that I’m a boy again
Less greedy I will be.”
And now he found that he could turn,
That he could move and rise.
He stood before his mother
With shamed and tearful eyes.
“Oh, mother, mother, dear, I’ve had
A dreadful time!” cried he,
“But now that I’m a boy again
Less greedy I will be.”