Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander? Whither from this pretty home, the home where mother dwells? "Far, and far away," said the dainty little maiden, "All among the gardens, auriculas, anemones, Roses and lilies and Canterbury-bells." Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander? Whither from this pretty house, this city-house of ours? "Far and far away," said the dainty little maiden, "All among the meadows, the clover and the clematis, Daisies and kingcups, and honeysuckle-flowers." II MINNIE AND WINNIE Minnie and Winnie Slept in a shell. Sleep, little ladies! And they slept well. Pink was the shell within, Silver without; Sounds of the great sea Wander'd about. Sleep, little ladies! Wake not soon! Echo on echo Dies to the moon. Two bright stars Peep'd into the shell. "What are they dreaming of? Who can tell?" Started a green linnet Out of the croft; Wake, little ladies, The sun is aloft! --ALFRED LORD TENNYSON. THE LAMB Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bade thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice; Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee. Little Lamb, I'll tell thee. He is calléd by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb:-- He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child: I, a child, and thou, a lamb, We are calléd by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee; Little Lamb, God bless thee. --WILLIAM BLAKE. THE FAIRIES Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather! Down along the rocky shore Some make their home: They live on crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam; Some in the reeds Of the black mountain lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.