THE GRANDSIRE 104 HUSHABY, SWEET MY OWN 106 CHILD AND MOTHER 108 MEDIEVAL EVENTIDE SONG 110 ARMENIAN LULLABY 113 CHRISTMAS TREASURES 115 OH, LITTLE CHILD 118 GANDERFEATHER’S GIFT 120 BAMBINO (Sicilian Folk-Song) 123 LITTLE HOMER’S SLATE 125 [A] Cooing Dove. WITH TRUMPET AND DRUM THE SUGAR-PLUM TREE Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? ’Tis a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea In the garden of Shut-Eye Town; The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet (As those who have tasted it say) That good little children have only to eat Of that fruit to be happy next day. When you’ve got to the tree, you would have a hard time To capture the fruit which I sing; The tree is so tall that no person could climb To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing! But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat, And a gingerbread dog prowls below-- And this is the way you contrive to get at Those sugar-plums tempting you so: You say but the word to that gingerbread dog And he barks with such terrible zest That the chocolate cat is at once all agog, As her swelling proportions attest. And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around From this leafy limb unto that, And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground-- Hurrah for that chocolate cat! There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes, With stripings of scarlet or gold, And you carry away of the treasure that rains As much as your apron can hold! So come, little child, cuddle closer to me In your dainty white nightcap and gown, And I’ll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree In the garden of Shut-Eye Town. KRINKEN Krinken was a little child,-- It was summer when he smiled. Oft the hoary sea and grim Stretched its white arms out to him, Calling, “Sun-child, come to me; Let me warm my heart with thee!” But the child heard not the sea. Krinken on the beach one day Saw a maiden Nis at play; Fair, and very fair, was she, Just a little child was he. “Krinken,” said the maiden Nis, “Let me have a little kiss,-- Just a kiss, and go with me To the summer-lands that be Down within the silver sea.” Krinken was a little child, By the maiden Nis beguiled; Down into the calling sea With the maiden Nis went he.