LITTLE FOLLIES.
Little follies—wisdom pleadeth—
Shun them, for they leave a sting;
Serpent-like, they charm to harm thee,
Heed not, though the siren sing.
Shun them, for they leave a sting;
Serpent-like, they charm to harm thee,
Heed not, though the siren sing.
Guard thou well the heart's fair garden,
Little foxes spoil the vines;
Proudest craft the ocean beareth,
Smallest insect undermines.
Little foxes spoil the vines;
Proudest craft the ocean beareth,
Smallest insect undermines.
Stately tree, with spreading branches,
That for years defied the storm;
Conquered, hath at last surrendered
To the sceptre of a worm.
That for years defied the storm;
Conquered, hath at last surrendered
To the sceptre of a worm.
Castle high to heaven towering,
Founded firmly on a rock;
Tiny spark may lay in ashes,
Blackened heaps its glory mock.
Founded firmly on a rock;
Tiny spark may lay in ashes,
Blackened heaps its glory mock.
