Paregoric too.

Under the turf where the daisies grew,

They planted John and his sister Sue;

And their little souls to the angels flew—

Boo-hoo!

But what of the peach of emerald hue,

Warmed by the sun, and wet by the dew?

Ah, well! its mission on earth is through—

Adieu!

GOOD JAMES AND NAUGHTY REGINALD