We found it at last, and a little shed Where they shut up the lambs at night. We looked in, and seen them huddled thar, So warm and sleepy and white; And thar sot Little Breeches and chirped, As peart as ever you see, "I want a chaw of terbacker, And that's what's the matter of me." How did he git thar? Angels. He could never have walked in that storm. They jest scooped down and toted him To whar it was safe and warm. JOHN HAY. 66 GOD Early Rising. bless the man who first invented sleep!" So Sancho Panza said, and so say I: And bless him, also, that he didn't keep His great discovery to himself; nor try To make it as the lucky fellow might — A close monopoly by patent-right! Yes — bless the man who first invented sleep, (I really can't avoid the iteration;) But blast the man, with curses loud and deep, Whate'er the rascal's name, or age, or station, Who first invented, and went round advising, That artificial cut-off - Early Rising! "Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed," The time for honest folks to be a-bed And he who cannot keep his precious head Thompson, who sung about the "Seasons," said It was a glorious thing to rise in season; But then he said it — lying — in his bed, At ten o'clock A. M., He wrote so charmingly. the very reason The simple fact is His preaching wasn't sanctioned by his practice. 'Tis, doubtless, well to be sometimes awake, – Awake to duty, and awake to truth, But when, alas! a nice review we take Of our best deeds and days, we find, in sooth, The hours that leave the slightest cause to weep Are those we passed in childhood or asleep! 'Tis beautiful to leave the world awhile In sleep's sweet realm so cosily shut in, So let us sleep, and give the Maker praise. The worm was punished, sir, for early rising!' JOHN GODFREY SAXE. The Meeting of the Claßberhuses. HE I. E was the Chairman of the Guild He was Grand Totem and High Priest Of the Illustrious Stay-out-lates; II. She was Grand Worthy Prophetess |