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Children, you are very little, / And your bones are very brittle; / If you would grow great and stately, / You must try to walk sedately.
You must still be bright and quiet, / And content with simple diet; / And remain, through all bewild'ring, / Innocent and honest children.
Happy hearts and happy faces, / Happy play in grassy places -- / That was how, in ancient ages, / Children grew to kings and sages.
But the unkind and the unruly, / And the sort who eat unduly, / They must never hope for glory -- / Theirs is quite a different story!
Cruel children, crying babies, / All grow up as geese and gabies, / Hated, as their age increases, / By their nephews and their nieces.