Classicly

A collection of poems written by Poems.

And hand in hand along the street

This pretty pair did softly go,

And as they went, their little feet

Moved in short even steps and slow:

It was a sight to see and bless,

That little sister’s tenderness;

One hand a tidy basket bore

Of flowers and fruit—a chosen store,

Such as kind friends oft send to others—

And one was fastened in her brother’s.

It was a voice of meaning sweet,

And spake amid that scene of strife

Of home and homely duties meet,

And charities of daily life;

And often, should my spirit fail,

And under cold strange glances quail,

’Mid busy shops and busier throng,

That speed upon their ways along

The thick and crowded thoroughfare,

I’ll call to mind that little pair.