little thing.

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I little thought that thus forlorn,
In deserts I should bide;
And have not where to lay my head,
Amid the World so wide.

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Dear lady, she cries, and tears trickle down,
Relieve a poor beggar, I pray;
I've wander'd all hungry about the wide town,
And have not eat a morsel to-day.

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Ah! there it falls, and now 'tis dead,
Poor harmless little thing;
The shot went through its pretty head,
And broke its little wing.

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He looks of a strong hardy race,
And his bonnet and jacket of plaid;
With shrewdness and sense in his face,
Proclaim him a true scottish lad.

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Oh! say what stranger cause yet unexplor'd,
Could make a gentle belle reject a lord;
In tasks so bold, can little men engage,
And in soft bosoms dwells such mighty rage.

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I've fought at Egypt, Italy,
Marengo, Waterloo;
And now I'm helpless, left to die,
In misery, want, and woe.

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Mamma shall we visit Miss Ellen to-day,
And sweet little Julia and Ann;
The morning's so fine, the sun is so bright,
Do go dear mamma if you can.

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Old Susan in her cottage small,
Tho' low the roof and mud the wall,
Enjoys within her peaceful shed,
Her wholesome crust of barley-bread.

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Great God! with wonder and with praise,
On all thy works I look;
But still thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shines brightest in thy Book.

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These harmless sports we like to see,
No mischief here appears;
Young Alfred shews activity,
Well suited to his years.

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Run William to the baker's man,
And quick to him apply;
I know he'll give you, if he can,
A smoking hot mince-pie.

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Ah! poor little Red Riding Hood,
You never once dreamt,
When you met the Wolf in the wood,
Of his cruel intent.

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Oh! ask me not to be your bride,
Oh! do not call me fair;
For I have thrown the wreath aside,
I once was prou