IS IT YOU?

THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL.

WHO's the darling little girl
Everybody loves to see?
She it is whose sunny face

Is as sweet as sweet can be.

Who's the darling little girl
Everybody loves to hear?
She it is whose pleasant voice
Falls like music on the ear.

Who's the darling little girl
Everybody loves to know?
She it is whose arts and thoughts
All are pure as whitest snow.

Who's the darling little girl
Even Jesus Christ can love?
She it is who, meek and good,
Daily grows like Him above.

MELODIES FOR CHILDHOOD.

IS IT YOU?

THERE is a child, a boy or girl, —

I'm sorry it is true,

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Who does n't mind when spoken to:

Is it? it is n't you!

O no, it can't be you!

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Who struck a little playmate child :
Was it? - it was n't you!

I hope that was n't you!

There is a boy, I know a boy,
I cannot love him though,
Who robs the little birdies' nests;
Is it? it can't be you!
That bad boy can't be you!

A girl there is, — a girl I know, —

And I could love her too,

But that she is so proud and vain ;
Is it? it can't be you!

That surely is n't you!

MRS. GOODWIN.

THE ROBIN-REDBREASTS.

Two Robin-redbreasts built their nests

Within a hollow tree;

GOOD MORNING.

The hen sat quietly at home,
The cock sang merrily;

And all the little young ones said:

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Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee."

One day (the sun was warm and bright,
And shining in the sky)

Cock-robin said: "My little dears,
"Tis time you learned to fly;"
And all the little young ones said:
"I'll try, I'll try, I'll try."

I'll tell you by and by,

When mamma says:

"Do this," or "that,"

She says: "What for?" and "Why?"
She'd be a better child by far

If she would say: "I'll try."

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AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES.

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GOOD MORNING.

"O, I am so happy!" a little girl said,

As she sprang, like a lark, from her low trundle-bed; ""Tis morning, bright morning: good morning, papa. O give me one kiss for good morning, mamma :

Only just look at my pretty canary,

Chirping his sweet good morning to Mary.

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GOOD MORNING.

The sun is peeping straight into my eyes,-
Good morning to you, Mister Sun, for you rise
Early to wake up my birdie and me,
And make us as happy as happy can be."

"Happy you may be, my dear little girl;
And the mother stroked softly each clustering curl:
"Happy you can be; but think of the One

Who wakened, this morning, both you and the sun."
The little girl turned her bright eyes with a nod :
"Mamma, may I say 'Good morning' to God?"
Yes, little darling one, surely you may;

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Kneel, as you kneel every morning to pray."
Mary knelt solemnly down, with her eyes
Looking up earnestly into the skies;

And two little hands, that were folded together,
Softly she laid on the lap of her mother:
"Good morning, dear Father in heaven," she said;
"I thank Thee for watching my snug little bed;
For taking good care of me all the dark night,
And waking me up with the beautiful light.
O keep me from naughtiness all the long day,
Dear Saviour, who taught little children to pray!

An angel looked down in the sunshine and smiled, But she saw not the angel, - - that beautiful child!

GOD MADE ME.

I WILL BE GOOD TO-DAY.

"I WILL be good, dear mother,"

I heard a sweet child say ;

"I will be good; now watch me, -
I will be good all day.”

She lifted up her bright young eyes,
With a soft and pleasing smile;
Then a mother's kiss was on her lips,
So pure and free from guile.

And when night came, that little one
In kneeling down to pray,
Said, in a soft and whispering tone:
"Have I been good to-day?"

O, many, many bitter tears,

'T would save us, did we say,

Like that dear child, with earnest heart:
"I will be good to-day."

GOD MADE ME.

I NOW am but a little child;

My hands are weak, my strength is small;

Yet I can seek, and I can love,

The Lord Almighty, God of all.

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