The poem
Little maidens, when you look On this little story-book, Reading with attentive eye Its enticing history, Never think that hours of play Are your only HOLIDAY, And that in a HOUSE of joy Lessons serve but to annoy: If in any HOUSE you find Children of a gentle mind, Each the others pleasing ever-- Each the others vexing never-- Daily work and pastime daily In their order taking gaily-- Then be very sure that they Have a life of HOLIDAY.