Lullaby, lullaby, soft and low, For that is the way that the Fairy-horns blow; And thither and hither and thither and here The Fairies bring dreams for the sleep of my dear. Lullaby, lullaby, low. Ho, Little Wind, you may creep, if you will Where the willows bend low at the foot of the hill; The flowers are closing, They drowse in the dew-- And dozing, and dozing, They wait now for you. Lullaby, lullaby, soft and deep; The stars far away now are climbing the steep, And out of the silence is wafted a croon That murmurs in mellowness under the moon. Sleep-i-ly, sleep-i-ly, sleep. At the first verse of this song, the Dragon began to beat time with his good foreleg; then it began to nod a little, and then it yawned very wide and deep, until one could see very far down into its hollow throat. "Dear me!" said the Dragon, "I feel very drowsy this morning. I think I must have a bit of spring fever." "Play again," whispered Zuzu to the Enchanted Banjo. So the Banjo played again: Ho, Little Wind, sing it gently and sweet; Come, hum through the vines till the echoes repeat The words you are singing, And on through the night Go swinging and swinging Away to the light. Lullaby, lullaby, low and low-- That is the way that the Fairy-songs go, And that is the way that the sleepy-song sighs Till the magical spell sets its seal on our eyes. Lullaby, lullaby, low. By this time, the Dragon was openly nodding at its post of duty. Its head would fall down, and then it would waken and jerk its head upright again and frown at them as though they had accused it of being asleep when nothing of the sort was true. At last, it laid its head down upon a rock for a pillow and went fast asleep, snoring so loudly that it might have been heard at least the distance of a mile. "Quick! Quick!" cried Zuzu, when they saw the great Dragon was indeed asleep. "Give me the screw-driver from the lunch basket, quick!" Lulu felt in the basket which she carried and found the screw-driver, and at once Zuzu sprang to the side of the Dragon and with a few strokes unscrewed the wooden leg of the Dragon close up to the shoulder. "Now," cried Zuzu, "hurry, and soon we shall be at the Valley."