...Cliilde and mother, babie blisse, For he left his prettie boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weepe not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's griefe enough for thee. This beautiful song ¡i taken from Greene's Area. lia, pnbllshcd in 1500. Robert...

...Fortune changed made him so; When he had left his prettie Boy, Last his sorrow — first his joy ! Weepe not my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's griefe enough for thee. Streaming teares that never stint, Like pearle drops from a flint, Fell by...

...Child and Mother — babie, blisse ; For he left his prettie Boy, FATHER'S sorrow, FATHER'S joy ! Weepe not my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's griefe enough for thee! The frequent loss of INFANTS by death, is a sore trial to parental affection....

...he must kisse Childe and mother, babie blisse, For he left his prettie boy, Fathers sorrow, fathers joy. Weep not, my Wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old theres griefe enough for thee"" In the mean time he pursued his career of debauchery in Town, whilst...

...sorrow hide ; He must go, he must kiss Child and mother, baby bles» ; For he left his pretty bov, Q 1* Pڞ |)e ް r griuf enough for thee. Tlte Mcplieiti and his Wife. It was near a thickv shade, That broad leaves of...

...He must go, he must kiss Child and mother, babv bless ; For he left his pretty boy, Father's Borrow, from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth. Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the«. The Shepherd and hit Wife. It was near a thicky shade, That broad leaves of beech had made,...

...he cried, Nature could not sorrow hide; He must go, he must kiss Child and mother, baby bless ; For their cry Invades again his trembling car, He straight...the untasted spring behind, And, wing'd with fear, o the». The Shepherd and hit Wife, It was near a thicky shade, That broad leaves of beech had made,...

...When thou art old there's grief enough for thec. Streaming tears that never stiut, Like pearl-drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, That one...knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for theo. The wanton smil'd, father wept, Mother cried, baby lept ; More he crow'd, more we cried, Nature...

...When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl-drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, That one...heart, When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father'» joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for...

...rising. So, murmuring (if -the Sun indeed can sing) that beautiful burden to the old nurse's ballad, Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's quite enough for thee, he, too, began to smile on Lily, and to show her wonderful things. He had a...