Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ...has said it to you, little darling, Who spell it in God's Word to-day; You, too, may be sorry for sinning, You also believe and obey; And't will grieve the dear Saviour in Heaven If one little child shall go wrong. Be lost from the fold and the shelter, Shut out from the feast and the song. Margaret E. Sangster. JACK IN THE PULPIT. Jack in the Pulpit Preaches to-day, Under the green trees Just over the way. Squirrel and song-sparrow, High on their perch, Hear the sweet lily-bells Ringing to church. Come, hear what his reverence Rises to say In his low painted pulpit This calm Sabbath-day. Fair is the canopy Over him seen, Pencilled by Nature's hand, Black, brown and green. Green is his surplice, Green are his bands; In his queer little pulpit The little priest stands. Child-Song. 149 In black and gold velvet, So gorgeous to see, Conies with his bass voice The chorister bee. Green fingers playing Unseen on wind-lyres, --Low singing bird voices--These are his choirs., The violets are deacons; I know by the sign That the cups which they carry Are purple with wine. And the columbines bravely As sentinels stand On the lookout with all their Red trumpets in hand. Meek-faced anemones Drooping and sad; Great yellow violets, Smiling out glad; Buttercups' faces Beaming and bright; Clovers, with bonnets--Some red and some white; Daisies, their white fingers Half-clasped in prayer; Dandelions, proud of The gold of their hair; Innocents, children Guileless and frail. Meek little faces Upturned and pale; Wild-wood geraniums, All in their best, Languidly leaning In purple gauze dressed: --All are assembled This sweet Sabbath-day To hear what the priest In his pulpit will say. Look! white Indian pipes On the green mosses lie I Who has been smoking.