On equal terms competing with a God—
And win! for I you acclaim;
Then, what can he but the same?”
A smile! and, Babe, I would that I could deem
You meant it for pleasure at my Day-dream.
I know ’tis a return for those on you;
And that you can ne’er repay debts thus due.
Blest you so to have learned, while
In your cradle, how to smile!
Alas for the child who, by guilt, or guile,