1. Here we have a baby. It is composed of bald head and a pair of lungs.
-Eugene Fieli, The
Tribune Primer
2. Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the Everywhere into here.
-George MacDonald,
Song in At the Back of
the North Wind
3. Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough bends the cradle will fall,
Down comes the baby, cradle and all.
-Old Nursery Rhyme
4. Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength.
-Psalms. VIII. 2
5. Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber,
Holy angles guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.
-Isaac Watts, A Cradle
Hymn
6. Sweetest li'l feller, everybody knows;
Dunno what to call him, but he is mighty lak' a rose;
Lookin' at his mammy wid eyes so shiny blue
Mek' you think that Heav'n is comin' clost ter you.
-Frank L. Station,
Mighty Lak' a Rose
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