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We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What read more
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What we changed
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dreamed
That any did.
Every life is march from innocence, through temptation, to virtue or vice.
Every life is march from innocence, through temptation, to virtue or vice.
What can innocence hope for,
When such as sit her judges are corrupted!
What can innocence hope for,
When such as sit her judges are corrupted!
The few wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.
The few wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.
But thus: if powers divine
Behold our human actions, as they do,
I doubt not then but read more
But thus: if powers divine
Behold our human actions, as they do,
I doubt not then but innocence shall make
False accusation blush and tyranny
Tremble at patience.
A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for read more
A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men
It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be.
It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be.
But innocence has nothing to dread.
[Fr., Mais l'innocence enfin n'a rien a redouter.]
But innocence has nothing to dread.
[Fr., Mais l'innocence enfin n'a rien a redouter.]
Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of read more
Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of to-day. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul.
