Our Baby-Girl

Who can that little girl be on the floor?
I think I remember her somewhere before.

Ten little fingers and ten little toes,
Two round eyes and a little snub nose,
Two dimpled cheeks so fat and so red,
And a big paper cap on the top of her head;
Two curly earls like shells on each side,
A round little chin and mouth open wide;

Four little teeth just able to bite,
Two rosy lips one could kiss day and night;
Two sturdy legs just beginning to walk,
A sweet saucy tongue just beginning to talk.

Oh! who could she be? I wish I could tell;
She looks as though she knew me very well.

Why, it’s our little Baby, I really declare!
No greater rascal you’ll find anywhere.
Come, kiss me, my baby, and let me kiss you,
That’s the best thing for a baby to do.

Adapted from "Our Baby-Boy," in Happy Child Life: In Pictures, by Mrs Charles Heaton (1875).

I found this great book, and many other old children's books, in the Internet Archive's Children's Library: and incredible resource.