LET dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 't is their nature to; But, children, you should never let Your angry passions rise: Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes. Let love through all your actions run, And all your words be mild; Live like the blessed Virgin's Son, -- That sweet and lovely child. His soul was gentle as a lamb; And as his stature grew, He grew in favor both with man And God his father, too. Now, Lord of all, he reigns above; And from his heavenly throne, He sees what children dwell in love, And marks them for his own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE BRAVE OLD OAK by HENRY FOTHERGILL CHORLEY TO WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER HYMN IX by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |