Now whether mother tells me true
Or father, bothers me;
There's nothing else for me to do
But just to wait and see.
Whate'er befalls this bird of mine,
I am resolved 'twill please—
Far be it from me to repine
At what the Lord decrees.
Mr. Slason Thompson, compiler of "The Humbler Poets," could decide this matter for us if he were here now, but unhappily he is out of town just at present. We have a suspicion that the poem was originally written by Isaac Watts, but that suspicion is impaired somewhat by another suspicion that there were no such things as canary birds in Isaac Watts's time.
Yours truly,