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Page 86
"For this the teacher turned him out."
It was his duty, reader; judge him not harshly.
"But still he lingered near."
This, at least, was not forbidden,--to wait for his little mistress.
"And waited patiently about
Till Mary did appear."
How fraught with significance is that one word, "patiently!" All too
eager before, that was the lamb's fault, "and grievously hath [he]
answered it." He has turned over a new leaf, and wandering aimlessly
about, now nibbling a cowslip, now rolling in the young grass to still
the remorse gnawing at his heart, we can imagine him resolving to be a
better lamb in the future,--to grow more worthy Mary's love.
"'What makes the lamb love Mary so?'
The eager children cry."
All have noticed this devotion--all wonder at it. The teacher answers
in words that prove how well we read Mary's affectionate nature:
"'Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,'
The teacher did reply."
What could be a more worthy ending to so fine a poem than that the
loves of the two, human and brute, should be recognized by all Mary's
little world, her school-mates and her teacher. More poems like this,
sentiments so pure clad in plain Saxon words, would make our
world--wonderful and beautiful, as it now is--a fitter place of
dwelling for "men and the children of men." We regret but one point
about this gem,--that its author is "A Great Unknown."
C. McK.
THE DEATH OF PRINCE WILLIAM.
There was a prince named William,
And he had a sister, too;
He was sailing o'er the English Channel,
Over the Channel so blue.
His father had gone ahead;
And he made the boat go fast,
But soon it struck upon a rock;
There was a shock to the very mast!
And everybody did wail,
And everybody did cry,
Because everybody thought
That everybody must die!
Prince William rushed into a boat,--
Several lords and he,--
And he was steering for the land,
Across the dark blue sea.
In the midst of the general weeping,
He heard his sister's cry,
And he made the boat go back,
For he would not let her die!
When he got near the ship,
When he was touching her side,
Down the side of the big ship
Everybody did glide.
Down went the little boat,
Too frail for such a load;
Down went the people in it,
And the people that rowed.
Down went the big ship,
Her topmast in the air,
And, if a person were near enough,
He might see a man clinging there.
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