ied little Johnny Lee;
This is a very silly hate,
In Johnny's heart to be.

Our God did make the hooting owl,
For purpose good and wise;
O, there is nothing we should hate,
But sin's unholy guise.

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PIGS we are apt to treat with scorn,
But this is hardly fair.
For very useful is poor pig.
You surely will declare.

He helps to form our sausages,
And they are very good;
His bristles make our brushes, and
His pork we love for food.

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QUAILS fill my mind with holy thoughts;
For when the chosen tribe
Were wandering in the wilderness
Jehovah was their guide.

When hungry, to the Lord they cried;
He sent them quails for food.
God will send us, in hour of need,
Whatever is for good.

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ROSES are very fair to see,
And fragrant is their breath;
Their soft perfume doth scent the air
The sweetest after death.

O, let us die in holy peace;
And may our deeds of love
Bear witness of a holy life,
A pledge of rest above.

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SWANS float upon the waters blue;
How beautiful the sight!
Their snowy plumage, graceful form,
And neck so arched and light!

Old poets say, the swan doth sing
One song with dying breath;
How sweet the thought--with holy song
To welcome coming death!

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TIGERS are handsome, noble beasts,
But O, most fierce are they!
With mighty strength and bloody grasp,
They pounce upon their prey.

So beauty is of little worth,
Without a gentle mind;
Though few are handsome, yet we all
Can gentle be, and kind.

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URNS were much used in olden time;
The bodies of the dead
Were burnt to ashes, and the dust
In urns deposited.

And often, on the tombstones now,
We see carved out an urn,
To tell us all we are but dust,
To which we must return.

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VINES form a cool, refreshing shade,
And grapes are fine and fair,
Hanging in purple clusters--O,
They look so rich and rare!

Our Saviour saith, "I am a vine,
My branches shall ye be;
I will abide with you in love,
If ye abide in me."

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WOLVES are both fierce and cruel beasts,
And feed on little lambs,
If they perchance do stray away
From the kind shepherd's hands.

We are the lambs of Jesus' fold;
O, may we never stray
From our good Shepherd, lest we lose
The straight and narrow way.

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XEBECS are ships with thr