To fall asleep in the house of God.
"My fourthly is," the parson droned;—
"I pray the Lord my soul to keep,"
Mused little Elizabeth in a maze—
And then—ah me! she fell asleep.
The tithing-man crept down the aisle
In solemn state, with his awful rod,
To chide the folk in the meeting-house
Who dared to whisper, or smile, or nod.
Little Elizabeth soundly slept,