To Lalla, Reading My Verses Topsy-turvy

Darling little Cousin,
Darling little Cousin,
With your thoughtful look
Reading topsy-turvy
From a printed book

English hieroglyphics,
More mysterious
To you than Egyptian

Ones would be to us; --
Leave off for a minute
Studying, and say
What is the impression

That those marks convey.
Only solemn silence
And a wondering smile:

But your eyes are lifted
Unto mine the while.
In their gaze so steady
I can surely trace

That a happy spirit
Lighteth up your face;
Tender happy spirit,
Innocent and pure,

Teaching more than science.
And than learning more.
How should I give answer
To that asking look?

Darling little Cousin,
Go back to your book.
Read on: if you knew it,
You have cause to boast:

You are much the wiser
Though I know the most.