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5 Or the Charge of a Child to his younger Companion.

is work of waste and ruin—

Do as Charles and I are doing!

Strawberry-blossoms, one and all,

We must spare them—here are many:

Look at it—the Flower is small,

Small and low, though fair as any:

Do not touch it! summers two

I am older, Anne, than you.

Pull the Primrose, Sister Anne!

Pull as many as you can.

—Here are Daisies, take your fill;

Pansies, and the Cuckow-flower:

Of the lofty Daffodil

Make your bed, and make your bower;

Fill your lap, and fill your bosom;

Only spare the Strawberry-blossom!