sand
Hung over his shoulder, and he grabs it tight
With his funny little elfin hand.

And when you aren't thinking about them at all,
These funny little sand-men creep
Up close, and sprinkle some grains on your eyes,
And then you go straight to sleep.

At least, that's what my Nursie told me
When I was little like you;
But I think perhaps 'twas a fairy tale,
So I'm not very certain it's true.

For she laughed when I wanted to see one, and said
There were some things she couldn't get.
And I've watched and watched, but I've never seen
A single little sand-man yet!

STAR BABIES

Do you see those cunning little white clouds
Floating right up there in the sky?
Just guess, if you can, what those little white clouds
Are going to do by and by.

And you see the shining bright stars way up there,
And the little wee baby ones, too?
Well, the big bright stars are the Mamas, you know,
And what do you s'pose they do?

Well, all of those little wee baby stars
Are sleepy as they can be.
So they must be put all snug in their beds,
And covered up nice, you see.

And those little white clouds floating up in the sky,
Are the dear little covers that go
On the wee little beds of the baby stars,
To keep them all warm, you know.

THE FAIRIES' BALL

Listen, Dearie! What do you suppose I've just heard
Over in the Arbor there,
Where the roses are nodding and whispering low,
All in the soft evening air?

Why, the Fairies are coming to have a dance
Right in our Garden, Dear!
For this is Mid-summer Night, you know,
The Elfin time of the year.

All the Fairies are coming from everywhere,
To dance in the moonlight here;
And they're going to dress in the loveliest things
You ever dreamed of, Dear!

There'll be the Fairies of the Moon, of course,
All dressed in misty white,
With beautiful silvery gauzy wings;
And a star-tipped wand for light.

They'll skip along down the moonbeams, Dear,
So I heard the roses say,
A lovely, dancing shimmering band,
Twinkling all the way!

And the little Fairies of the Clouds, you know,
They're coming, too, with the rest.
And what will you say when I tell you, Dear,
How those darling little Fairies'll be dr