Easy Work

Little children, be not crying; You have easy work to do; Look not upward for the flying Of the angels in the blue;

Look not for some great example, Such as deaths of martyrs give; One command above is ample For the teaching you to live:

So that you will find out roses Brighter than are by the brooks; Poesy with sweeter closes Than are in the poet’s books;

Friends to gently watch and tend you When your hours of pain go by, And at last their prayers to lend you, When your time has come to die.

In your working, in your praying, In your actions, great or small, In your hearts keep Jesus’ saying,— “Love each other”: this is all.