"OUR little babe," each said, "shall be Like unto thee" -- "Like unto @3thee!@1" "Her mother's" -- "Nay, his father's" -- "eyes," "Dear curls like thine" -- but each replies, "As thine, all thine, and naught of me." What sweet solemnity to see The little life upon thy knee, And whisper as so soft it lies, -- "Our little babe!" For, whether it be he or she, A David or a Dorothy, "As mother fair," or "father wise," Both when it's "good," and when it cries, One thing is certain, -- it will be @3Our@1 little babe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NATURES COOK by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH HOW VIOLETS CAME BLUE by ROBERT HERRICK SPRING QUIET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI TO THE REV. F.D. MAURICE by ALFRED TENNYSON THE BASE OF ALL METAPHYSICS by WALT WHITMAN YARROW VISITED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH BALLADE OF SCHOPENHAUER'S PHILOSOPHY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |