THOMAS BROWN'S DISAPPOINTMENT
Young Alfred with a pack of cards
Could make a pancake, build a house,
Would make a regiment of guards,
And sit as quiet as a mouse.
A silly boy, one Thomas Brown,
Who came to dine and spend the day,
Took great delight to throw it down,
Then, rudely laughing, ran away.
And what did little Alfred do?
He knew lamenting was in vain,
So patiently, and wisely too,
He, smiling, built it up again.
CONSIDERATE PHILIP
When Philip's good mamma was ill,
The servant begg'd he would be still;
Because the doctor and the nurse
Had said that noise would make her worse.