]

Julia had a little bird,
With feathers bright and yellow;
And slender legs: upon my word,
He was a pretty fellow.

[Illustration]

Oh! stay you cruel gipsey!
Nor steal this darling boy,
From his distracted parents,
He is their only joy.

[Illustration]

Oft Ellen would go to a very deep well,
To look at the water below;
How naughty! to go to a dangerous well,
When her mother forbade her to go.

[Illustration]

Oh! pray forbear you cruel man!
To beat poor donkey so;
I'll give you this sweet pretty fan,
If you will let him go.

[Illustration]

Poor donkey, I'll give him a handfull of grass,
I'm sure he's a good-natured honest old ass;
He trots to the market, to carry the sack,
And lets me ride all the way on his back.

[Illustration]

Here's old Toby Philpot,
As hearty a soul,
As e'er quaff'd a pipe,
Or partook of a bowl.

[Illustration]

The Sportsman here at early morn,
With dog and gun is seen;
The Huntsman sounds his mellow horn;
All nature looks serene.

[Illustration]

The dying parent, like a wailing breeze,
Moans in the fev'rish grasp of pale disease;
While sad and watching, with a sleepless eye,
Her lovely daughter sits and muses by.

[Illustration]

The forked flash that now descends,
And thunders too that roll;
Alike are guided by God's arm,
And under his control.

[Illustration]

These little girls, though very young,
Will never do what's rude or wrong;
When spoken to, they always try,
To give the most polite reply.

[Illustration]

Of Blue Beard 'tis in stories said,
He married many wives;
And that when they too curious grew,
He soon cut short their lives.

[Illustration]

I think I should like to be happy to-day
If I could but tell the easiest way;
But then I don't know any pretty new play,
Unless it's a romp with my little dog Tray.

[Illustration]

At length before his wide stretch'd eyes,
St. Paul's proud dome arose;
That is, said Ralph in great surprize
The KING I do suppose!!

[Illustrati