Piping down the vall eys wi ld,
Piping s ongs of pl ea sa nt gl ee,
On a cl ou d I saw a chi l d,
And he lau ghing said to me
Pipe a song abo ut a l amb
SO I piped with merry cheer
Piper , pipe that song again
SO I piped ; he wept to hear .
Dr Op thy pipe, thy happy pipe,
Sing thy songs of happy cheer
SO I su ng the same again,
Whi le he wept with joy to he ar .
Piper , si t thee down an d write
In a book that all may r ea d .
So he vani sh’ d fr om my sight ;
And I pl u ck’ d a holl ow reed,
And I made a r ur al pen,
And I stain ’ d the water clear ,
And I wr ote my happy songs
Eve ry chi ld may joy to hear .
INFANT JOY .
Ihave no name
I am but two days Old.
What shal l I call thee 7
Ihappy am ,
Joy is my name .
Sweet joy befal l thee !
Pr et ty joy !
Sweet joy but two days
Sweet joy I call thee,
Thou dost smi l e,
I sing the whi le,
Sweet joy befal l thee !
THE LAMB .
Little l amb, who made thee
Dost thou know who ma de the e ,
Gave thee life an d bid thee fee d
By the str eam an d o ’ e r the mead ;
Gave thee cl othing of delight,
Softest cl oth, woolly, bright ;
Gave thee su ch a tender voice
Making all the val es r ejoice ;
Little lamb, who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Littl e lamb, I ’ 11 te l] thee,
Littl e lamb, I ’ ll te ll thee .
He is call ed by thy name,
Fo r He call s himself a Lamb
He is meek an d he i s mi ld,
He becam e a littl e chi ld .
I a chi l d an d thou a lamb,
W e ar e call ed by His name .
Littl e la mb, God bless the e ,
Littl e lamb, God bl ess thee .
THE LITTLE BOY LOST.
Father ! father ! wher e ar e yo u goi n g
Oh, do not walk so fast .
Speak, father speak to you r little boy,
Or el s e I shall be lost .
The night w as dark, no father was there ;
The chi l d was wet with dew ;
The mir e wa s deep an d the chi l d did weep, And away the vapor fl e w.
THE LITTLE BOY FOUND.
The little boy l ost in the lonely fen,
Le d by the wandering light,