If there is anything that will endure The eye of God, because it is still pure, It is the spirit of a little child, Fresh from his hand, and therefore undefiled. Nearer the gate of Paradise than we, Our children breathe its airs, its angels see; And when they pray God hears their simple prayer, Yea, even sheathes his sword, in judgment bare. Stoddard.The Childrens Prayer.
One of the greatest pleasures of childhood is found in the mysteries which it hides from the skepticism of the elders, and works up into small mythologies of its own. Holmes.The Poet of the Breakfast Table, Chap. I.
You hear that boy laughing?you think hes all fun; But the angels laugh, too, at the good he has done; The children laugh loud as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all! Holmes.The Boys.