39b | Kind Words#39c | 40 |
1 Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.
2 Birds in their little nests agree;
And 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.
3 Hard names at first, and threat'ning words,
That are but noisy breath,
May grow to clubs and naked swords,
To murder and to death.
4 The wise will let their anger cool,
At least before 'tis night;
But in the bosom of a fool
It burns till morning light.
5 Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage,
Our little brawls remove;
That, as we grow to riper age,
Our hearts may all be love.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Whatever brawls disturb the street |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Notes: | Children should not disagree. C. M. |