The Cut

Well, what's the matter? there's a face         What ! has it cut a vein?

And is it quite a shocking place?         Come, let us look again.

I see it bleeds, but never mind         That tiny little drop;

I don't believe you'll ever find         That crying makes it stop.'Tis sad indeed to cry at pain,       For any but a baby;

If that should chance to cut a vein,       We should not wonder, may be.

But such a man as you should try       To bear a little sorrow:

So run along, and wipe your eye,       'Twill all be well to-morrow.