Oldal 222 [222]
210 MOTHER GOOSE’S NURSERY RHYMES.
In the long shady branches
Of the dark pine-tree,
How happy were the Doves
In their little nursery!
The young Turtle-doves
Never quarrelled in the nest;
For they dearly loved each other,
Though they loved their mother best.
“Coo,” said the little Doves.
“Coo,” said she.
And they played together kindly
In the dark pine-tree.
In this nursery of yours,
Little sister, little brother,
Like the Turtle-dove’s nest—
Do you love one another ?
Are you kind, are you gentle,
As children ought to be?
Then the happiest of nests
Is your own nursery.