Poor Jane! what is it grieves her so?
Why sobs her little heart?
She cries, because she wants to have
Her brother's nice new cart.
But Harry now is so intent
Unloading all his store,
She must, my darling, wait awhile,
Until his game is o'er.
To please and gratify, we must
Not rob and grieve another;
Justice should always be our guide,
And feeling for the other.
And tho' 'tis pleasant, when a child
Will _freely_ give or lend;
If we _oblige them to be kind_,
We soon defeat our end.
We'll pacify with kindest art,
And other thoughts excite;
We'll try, with tender care, to lead,
The infant wish aright.
We _must_ a good beginning make
For every useful lesson;
We _must_ enforce from earliest years
The practice of submission.
N. B.--A little publication, entitled "Hints for the Improvement
of Early Education," the writer recommends to the increased
attention of every conscientious mother.--These rhymes make but very
humble pretensions, and are likewise much limited, from various
considerations; so that many of the more important subjects of
education could not be touched upon.