Poem by Christian Milne

Written on My Little Girl’s

PREFER this Book to idle toys,
Or romps with naughty girls and boys--
Let Learning be thy chief delight,
'Twill find thee work from morn to night;
And ne'er be backward to pursue
The path it points out to thy view:
Attend thy book, and don't be naught;
Strive to retain, whate'er thou'rt taught. 

1. The Parting
2. Written during a State of Illness
3. Song 2 (AT eve, when Dee's transparent stream)
4. Written on the Morning of the Communion Sabbath
5. To a Lady, Who Did Me the Honour to Call at My House

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