BABIES

Related Subjects: Age, Birth, Children, Father, Motherhood

1. Babies are bits of star-dust blown from the hand of God. Lucky the woman who knows the pangs of birth, for she has held a star.—LARRY BARRETTO, The Indiscreet Years
   

2. Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength.—Bible, Psalms 8:2

3. "I have no name;
   I am but two days old."
   What shall I call thee?
   "I happy am,
   Joy is my name."
   Sweet joy befall thee.—BLAKE, Infant Joy
   

4. Sweet babe, in thy face
   Soft desires I can trace,
   Secret joys and secret smiles,
   Little pretty infant wiles.—BLAKE, A Cradle Song
   

5. Every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.—DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
   

6. A little child born yesterday
   A thing on mother's milk and kisses fed.—HOMER, Hymn to Hermes
   

7. Who can tell what a baby thinks?—J. G. HOLLAND, Cradle Song
   

8. About the only thing we have left that actually discriminates in favor o' the plain people is the stork.—KIN HUBBARD, Sayings
   

9. Babies do not want to hear about babies; they like to be told of giants and castles, and of somewhat which can stretch and stimulate their little minds.—SAMUEL JOHNSON, Miscellanies

10. O child! O new-born denizen
    Of life's great city! on thy head
    The glory of the morn is shed,
    Like a celestial benison!—LONGFELLOW, To a Child
    

11. Where did you come from, baby dear?
    Out of the everywhere into the here.—GEORGE MACDONALD, At the Back of the North Wind

12. Small traveler from an unseen shore,
    By mortal eye ne'er seen before,
    To you, good-morrow.—COSMO MONKHOUSE, To a New-Born Child
    

13. The infant,
    Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
    

14. Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed.—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
    

15. I first gave it a dose of castor-oil, and then I christened it; so now the poor child is ready for either world.—SYDNEY SMITH, Lady Holland's Memoir
    

16. Sweetest li'l' feller, everybody knows;
    Dunno what to call him, but he's mighty lak' a rose.—FRANK L. STANTON, Mighty Lak' a Rose
    

17. The world has no such flower in any land,
    And no such pearl in any gulf the sea,
    As any babe on any mother's knee.—SWINBURNE, Pelagius
    

18. A babe in a house is a well­spring of pleasure.—MARTIN F. TUPPER, Of Education
    

19. Among the three or f our million cradles now rocking in the land are some which this nation would preserve for ages as sacred things, if we could know which ones they are.—MARK TWAIN, Toast: The Babies