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Show TOO LITTLE. Johnny and May and Dicky and Bell Were going down to the Daisy Dell; "I know you're going, know very well: Take me too!" said dear little Nell. "Too much bother!" says lazy John, May, "Who wants you tagging along?" "Too little!" said Bell, "Course!" said Dick, "Hurry, now, Nellie and grow up quick." Two sweet lips to quivering fell; "Too little for what!" said dear little Nell; "Too little!" cried mother, "too little to bear our portions in life -- a burden is care. "Too little a heart for trouble to weight, Too little for tears a moment to stay; Of wrongs and rebuffs too little to know; From mother's own side too little to go. "Let Johnny and Mary and Dicky and Bell, Go frolicking down to the Daisy Dell; But mother and Nell and pussy-cat-mew, Will have the merriest picnic too." The quivering broke in showers of smiles, When mother went on to tell of the piles, Of strawberry-cakes, and candies, too, With bread and milk for pussy-cat-mew. The four round faces visibly fell -- Looked sober enough at mother and Nell; She nestled? and said, "I'd much rather stay; I ain't too little for you, anyway." |