How doth the little busy bee
  Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day
  From every opening flower.

How skilfully she builds her cell;
  How neat she spreads her wax,
And labors hard to store it well
  With the sweet food...

Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
  For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
  For ’t is their nature to;

But, children, you should never let
  Your angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
  To tear...