Oh, yes! Are ye not of more value than they?
In accents most tender, we hear Jesus say;
And I'm sure, if God takes such kind care of a bird,
Our prayers, if sincere, cannot fail to be heard.
THE LAKE—ISLES—NOTCH—WHITE
MOUNTAINS, ETC.
If a map of the Old Granite State you will take,
Near the borders of Maine you will find that large lake,
The Winnipisogee,—so lovely to view
Embosoming islands most beautiful, too.
In number they equal the days of the year;
And when summer comes no islands appear
More lovely in verdure and beauty than these,
With rich, fruitful fields, and beautiful trees—
So vocal with birds, warbling out their sweet lays,
As if they were chanting their Maker's praise,
Could you then view the lake, dear children, the sight
Would fill your young hearts with the greatest delight.
