Daily Richmond Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1840-1842, 1842-06-01

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We love those noisy games OF which they are SC
iond-iho mlrth that siartles Echo frvm her sleep
And shOwsthe native eadness other hearts.
Here they are, bareheaded, and some of them
bareiooted, but health blooming upon their cheeks
and rapture sparkling in their eyes. Look at this
little party gambling on the greensward. Over
they go-heels over head, What care they for the
hard knocks they get in falling. AMI how delight.
ed are they-what n shout OF merriment is set up
when one Of their number rolls into the ditch Hap
py children, tumble on ,-gambol whilst We may -
the days are coming when You must toll for the
poor plluance that buys your daily bread; when
the cares of life will weigh hesviy on your hearts,
noto so bounding and 80 elated Enjoy the bill s.
tul present, then, rs much you cln-therc is no
time TO be lost. Over again
See the young Ut chin. with red cheeks and n ,xen
eurs, padding IN the runnel that bustes along ut .r
your hedgeSitel How he loves to feel the cool wa
ter dance over his toes! How eagerly he pounces
upon the mlnnow that darts from beneath the mossv
stone before him, or comes fitting down the stream,
How he hoss the tall weed with his suck; and
delights IN making puddle OF the crystal brook
let
Observe that pretty blaek.eyed cir. in the blue
ftoek. with ihs t,dd!ing youngser by her SIDE :
she ~ making garden IN the dust, with tw,ss Of
trees, howers pueked from the hedge row, white peb
pies, and BITS Of broken eroeketv picked up in the
lane. And how pleased Is LITTLE DAVE with the cons
ir'vanoel Now he ieiches stone and sops IN
gap IN the bordef-now blade of grass or an un
meaning straw, sticking 1t with the procundcst iuds-
mcnt IN the miide ofthc m Mature walk, orexactly
m the place where /, should not be. With the spir:
OF mischief, he now runs over the lahorcd work
and destroys their little Eden, irAmplns under loot
ITS howrets and ITS bowers
"Andl,ughs 10 see the ruin he has wrought
See. he IS now as'ride the grazing ass. supported
by his sister. How he kicks and iumps and opens
wide his eyes, and fsnces himself going to market
Vow he is nnsupporied-his sister has Withdrawn
her arm. How grave, how motionless! HIS tiny
iscuiiIes seem TO be busy questioning the danger
The ass lifts les-Davie's courage fails him-he
makes eomiea. wry face, and begins to whimper.
and DAVE stretches out his little arm for HELM
What delightful poem is that Of Mary Howi,,,s
on little chldteni Here il is. Reader If ,bor
like oursef art fond OF the prattng and engaging
creatures OF which 1t speaks, thou wilt love n. and
take 1t to thy hear; forever.
SPORTING through the Grest wide.
PaYue by thc yaieT side,
Wandering o'cr tho heaihy fcus
puUL within the woodland lells
among she mountains wild.
hScItth many a little child
n the taron's han Of pric,
ny the poor mans Gull freside,
Nil TIE mighty, 'uid the mean,
Ike the Sewers that sprinS NJ far,
hrgnt and countless every where.
u the fait isles oethe main
Ia The deserts lone domain
IN the savage mountain glen,
Mnnc the tribes Of svarfhv men.
Mheresoe'r the SIM hath 5 one
On league OF peopled ground
Iiu'e children may be found
BLESSINGS On them they In me
Noyea kindly sympathy
Wit their shes. horeS ana f.ars
VIII her laughter ana thc.r ieaTs
Win their wonder 50 Intense,
And iheir small eNper cnce'
Late ehn4ren. no, alone
% tls vide ear.h are you known.
MI IL l4bor ant lie cares
MINIS ring and its snares;
Zee hom sorroS, free from strife
N the world Of love and he.
Where 10 sTufulthinE hath tTod,
In The presence OF our d-nf
spo.ess, blauaeless. glor-fed,
Lite children, ye abide
We seldom behold children at their play witbou,
0elns earned back 20 the days Of childhood when
Ns were one Of those "tese things and Owed 10
sam.oi on The sreenswaFd, and gather 5u,Iercu %
I n me 1ecs. Many Atiie garden have We MADE
10 me Dust, loaded ours.ve with many bic r-se
I chased many butterfly AID young bird IN those
carry days. How light was our heart How
% re our sp.uis, Hlth scarce lint Of care, VITA
/ "'a' speed end rapture We bounded 10 our merry
pay Re. 3ws'-i0E We shouted, and ran. anc les o,
] iof 10y Sweet days Of our childhood, How
bright hey we're Why passed ye So soon away7
Why were ye so fleeing and % iransi'oryl In our
depressed ara sorroSiul moments when care sits
comfy on our BROW, when troubles encompass Us
and weight Of sadness lies al our heart, we cast
an eye back 10 the morning OF our life and from 4,
unc 9ucec sunniness cheering ray steals into our
SOU and disps's. for time, al. gloom. What would
We not give 70 be 4 child once uaore-Tairs .Nsga-
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