As seated at breakfast, exclaim'd little Ann:
The morning is fine, and the sun's very bright;
And I hope you will go, dear Mamma, if you can;
For I've felt so much pleasure to think of the play
I shall have at her house all the time that we stay,
That I've scarcely been able to sleep all the night.
So earnest was Ann in her wish to go out,
That when she was silent her looks seem'd to ask;
And to coax her mamma, then she climb'd on
her knee,