| Mamma shall we visit Miss Ellen to-day, And sweet little Julia and Ann; The morning's so fine, the sun is so bright, Do go dear mamma if you can. |
| Old Susan in her cottage small, Tho' low the roof and mud the wall, Enjoys within her peaceful shed, Her wholesome crust of barley-bread. |
| Great God! with wonder and with praise, On all thy works I look; But still thy wisdom, power, and grace, Shines brightest in thy Book. |
| These harmless sports we like to see, No mischief here appears; Young Alfred shews activity, Well suited to his years. |
