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PRESENT
Pictures for the Nursery.
LONDON:
A PRESENT, &c.
TAKE care, little girl, that you do not fall into the water; for if once you fell in, you could not get out again, unless somebody happened to come to your assistance. When you are sent by your mother to fetch water, you should be careful how you dip your jug in; and after it is filled, you should go steadily home, without playing by the way.
Dearest Fanny, come to me, Take and eat my sweet grass here; Once you never us'd to flee, When with joy I did appear.
But now, your lambkin by your side Takes all your thoughts and all your care; I may go, and run, and ride, You are careless how, or where.
"Turnips, cabbages, carrots, Ho! Now try, Ma'am; I dare say you and I can agree upon a price for this bunch of turnips: they were fresh gathered this morning, I assure you; and I think if you buy of me once, you will never buy of any body else.--Pray, Ma'am, try my fine, fresh codlins. They are very cheap, and as large as you can get any where."
How quiet that cow seems, which Molly the dairy-maid has just been milking. In some parts of the world there are wild cows, and buffaloes too, which will kill those who attack them, if they can; but in this happy island, there are no fierce wild beasts, to frighten us from the fields by day, or disturb our slumbers by night.
To Brighton or Worthing, and all with full speed, Which way are you going so mightily fast? Take care of the reins, for your mettlesome steed Might stumble and lay you too low at the last.
With spurs and with boots you are finely set out, To take a long journey o'er hill and o'er dale; But remember one thing--'tis of mighty import-- Your poney may founder, and all his strength fail.
And you, too, confess, when you weary have been, At the end of your journey, wherever you roam; That, tho' houses, and parks, and fine rivers you've seen, There's no place so happy, so sweet as your home.
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