THE ROCKY HILL

Oh, Jack and Jill went up the hill.

They had with them a pail to fill

With water from the bubbling rill

that from the top was flowing.

The way was steep and hard and rough,

 the little feet were far from tough,

But Jack was stout and bold enough

and set his heart on going.

au may remember how they fared,

that little couple sweetly paired;

What he would do she gladly dared.

No tale is this for laughter.

For Jack, the heedless, tumbled down

and cracked his little curly crown,

And Jill she tripped upon her gown

and went a­ tumbling after.

I do not think they ever tell

that Jill was grieved because they fell,                              .

And kissed the place to make it well

 and hurried off for plaster;

But never doubt the little maid

no end of sympathy displayed

And did her very best to aid

the victim of disaster.

I have a rocky hill to climb

and I may reach the top in time; .

My little Jill has faith sublime

and she has not denied me;

So what care I for broken crowns

or fortune's smiles or fortune's frowns,

If I can have my ups and downs

with little Jill beside me?