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 And find them a room upon the ground floor, And give them their supper below.

Who teaches the ant her food to prepare, And store it in cells with such diligent care, That she all their wants may supply? 'Tis God, my dear child; he provides for them all, And each little insect, though ever so small, Is still in the reach of his eye.

The same tender parent who watches o'er you, Has guided the ant the whole summer through, And taught her her food to prepare; And when wintry frosts have quite covered the ground, The ant with her family safely is found, Still guarded and kept by his care.

LITTLE EDDIE.

The roving eye might vainly seek A fairer to behold, Than little Eddie's rosy cheek, When he was eight years old.

And those who love a merry glance, No brighter eye had seen,