...rising. So, murmuring (if the Sun indeed can sing) that beautiful burden to the old nurse's ballad, Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's quite enough for thee, he, too, began to smile on Lily, and to show her wonderful things. He had a...

...rising. So, murmuring (if -the Sun indeed can sing) that beautiful burden to the old nurse's ballad, Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's quite enough for thee, he, too, began to smile on Lily, and to show her wonderful things. He had a...

...tender picture, he added — still felicitously quoting from even an older Bobby Greene than mine: "Weep not, my wanton ; smile upon my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee." And thus, from my earliest years, was I regaled with tags and snatches of old verse, till they grew...

...tender picture, he added — still felicitously quoting from even an older Bobby Greene than mine : ' Weep not, my wanton ; smile upon my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee.' And thus, from my earliest years, was I regaled with tags and snatches of old verse, till they grew...

...few lines a perfect subject for the painter, as in the burden of Sephestia's song to her child— " Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee." Or the opening lines of Menaphon's roundelay — "When tender ewes, brought home with evening sun,...

...few lines a perfect subject for the painter, as in the burden of Sephestia's song to her child— " Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee." Or the opening lines of Menaphon's roundelay— " When tender ewes, brought home with evening sun,...

...fell from his heart, When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wauton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. The wanton smil'd, father wept, Mother cried, baby lept ; More he crow'd, more we cried, Nature could not...

...must kiss Child and mother ; baby bless ; For he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy ! Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. 1 From Menaphon. THE SHEPHERD'S WIFE'S SONG.1 Ah, what is love ? It is a pretty thing, As sweet unto...

...the same work ; for instance, with Sephestia's exquisite song, of which I subjoin one verse :— " Weep not, my wanton ! smile upon my knee ; When thou art old, there's grief enough for thee, Mother's wag, pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy, When thy father first did see Such a boy by...

...must kiss Child and mother ; baby bless ; For he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy ! Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. 1 From Menapkon. THE SHEPHERD'S WIFE'S SONG.1 Ah, what is love ? It is a pretty thing, As sweet unto...