SELECT POETRY.
TO A LITTLE CHILD. On, turn that liitle foot aside, Nor crush beneath its tread The humblest creature of the earth, That looks to God for bread. Thou sbould'st not dare in wanton sport Such wondrous skill to mar, To stop that tide of joyous life, Which God has nourished there. If He who made the universe, Stoops down, in kindest love, To make an insect of the earth, From his high throne above, Oh ! who should dare that insect's life lo wantonness destrov, Or g'iva a pang to anything, That he has made for joy ? IWy child, begin in little things To act a gentle part, For God will turn his love away From the cold and cruel heart.
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Auckland Times, Volume 3, Issue 143, 4 October 1845, Page 4
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