UNCONSCIOUS babe!--not even lines like these br Have power thy little slumbering sense to please, br Nor all the charms pourtrayed with so much grace, br Can force one smile from that soft 'placid face.' br But oh, how sweetly on the parents' ear br Fall tender tones of love from one so dear! br How seems the little form that pen has traced, br With future charms and virtues to be graced, br While brighter seem the hopes such love bestows, br And the fair prospect with fresh beauty glows.