PAGE THE SHOWER OF PEARLS. GOD. WHEN I look up to yonder sky, But one who sees and cares for me. His name is God, he gave me birth, 'Tis He my daily food provides, B Then surely I should ever love THE COTTON TREE AND THE BOOK. FAIR befal the cotton tree! Bravely may it grow, Bearing in its seeded pod Spin the cotton into thread; Thou hast worn it, little child,- Did this paper?-did this book Spring and grow from thee? |