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A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure.
A babe is a mother's anchor.
Did you ever see our baby ?-Little Tot,
With her eyes so sparkling bright,
And her skin so lily white,
It was a peculiarity of this baby to be always cutting Iceth,
Banish the tears of children; continual rains upon the blossoms are hurtful.
The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.
When yet was ever found a mother
Then said the mother to her son,
And pointed to his shield :
The whining schoolboy, with his satchel
Those that do teach young babes,
What gift has Providence bestowed on a man that is so dear to him as his children?
The child is father to the man.
The childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.
In the man whose childhood has known caresses, there is always a fibre of memory which can be touched to gentle issues.
The boy carried in his face the open-sesame to every door and heart.
I hold it a religious duty
Children are uncertain comforts: when little, they make parents fools; when great, mad.
Children blessings seem, but torments are;
Heaven lies about us in our infancy.
Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought,
pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind,
Slow pass our days in childhood;
I would not waste my spring of youth
It is not the young who degenerate; they are not spoilt till those of maturer age are already sunk into corruption.
Be understood in thy teaching, and instruct to the measure
of capacity. Precepts and rules are repulsive to a child, but happy illustration winneth him.
Oh grief beyond all other griefs, when fate
Secrets with girls, like guns with boys,
'Tis the work
When a girl ceases to blush, she has lost the most powerful charm of her beauty,
I've invited pretty boys,
Rosy-cheeked young misses-
What cunning things are kisses.
It is lese pain to learn in youth than to be ignorant in age.
The fate of the child is always the work of his mother.
Napoleon. The passions are not stronger in youth, but our control hver them is weaker. They are more easily excited, more violent and apparent, but have less energy, less durability, less intense and concentrated power, than in maturer life. In youth passion succeeds to passion, and one breaks upon the other like waves on a rock, till the heart frets itself to repose.
The young and pure reject satire, and they do well to reject it, for satire is the disease of art.
Satiety of the past is our best safeguard, and the perils of youth are over when it has acquired that dullness and apathy of affection, which should belong only to the insensibility of age.
In the lexicon of youth, which Fate reserves
There are balms for all our pain,
Stoddara. People generally are what they are made by education and company between the ages of fifteen and twenty. five.
Reckless youth makes rueful age.
How changingly for ever veers
Moore. In general, a man in his younger years does not easily cast off a certain complacent self-conceit, which prin. • cipally shows itself in despising what he has himself been a little time before.