Early Rising.

Little Frank is pale and wan, And fretful spends the day; The roses of his cheeks are gone, And all his wish for play. But look at James! his laughing eyes A better story tell; He, cheerful boy, is much too wise To make himself unwell. The reason Frank is pale and dull, And can’t enjoy his play, While James, with spirits ever full, Makes all around him gay,— Is this,—James early goes to bed, And wakes refreshed and bright, While Frank, by foolish fancy led, Sits up quite late at night.