Be kind to thy father: for when thou wert young, Who loved thee as fondly as he? He caught the first accents that fell from thy tongue, And joined in thine innocent glee. Be kind to thy mother: for lo! on her brow May traces of sorrow be seen; Oh, well may'st thou cherish and comfort her now For loving and kind hath she been. Be kind to thy brother: wherever you are, The love of a brother shall be An ornament, purer and richer by far Than pearls from the depths of the sea. Be kind to thy sister: not many may know The depth of true sisterly love; The wealth of the ocean lies fathoms below The surface that sparkles above. Thy kindness shall bring to thee many sweet hours, And blessings thy pathway to crown; Affection shall weave thee a garland of flowers, More precious than wealth or renown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 7. OF PLEASURE AND PAIN by THOMAS CAMPION FIRST OF MAY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ON MISS HELEN FAUCIT'S JULIET by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN ELEGY by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES EPITAPH ON MR. VAUX, THE PHYSICIAN by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) VERSES ON THE DESTRUCTION OF DRUMLANRIG WOODS by ROBERT BURNS OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 1 by THOMAS CAMPION |