Page 45—Dolly Land

Lost Dolly
The sunflowers hang their heavy heads
And wish the sun would shine;
The clouds are grey; the wind is cold.
"Where is that doll of mine?
The dark is coming fast," said she.
"I'm in a dreadful fright.
I don't know where I left my doll,
And she'll be out all night
"Twice up and down the garden-walks
I looked; but she's not there,
Oh! yes, I've hunted in the hay;
I've hunted everywhere.
I must have left her out of doors,
But she is not in sight.
No Dolly in the summer-house,
And she'll be out all night.
"The dew will wet her through and through
And spoil her dear best dress;
And she will wonder where I am
And be in such distress;
The dogs may find her in the grass,
And bark or even bite;
And all the bats will frighten her
That fly about at night.
"I've not been down into the woods
Or by the brook to-day.
I'm sure I had her in my arms
When I came out to play,
Just after dinner; then I know,
I watched Tom make his kite.
Will anybody steal my doll
If she stays out all night.
"I wonder where Papa has gone?
Why, here he comes; and see
He's bringing something in his hand;
That's Dolly certainly!
And so you found her in the chaise,
And brought her home all right?
I'll take her to the baby-house.
I'm glad she's home tonight."
Sarah O. Jewett
Talking To Dolly Well, Dolly, what are you saying,
When you blink and wink your eyes?
I'm sure your thoughts are straying,
For you look so very wise.
I wonder what you think about,
And why you never talk,
And how it is you never shout,
And never try to walk!
I wonder if you're ever sad,
And if you ever weep;
I wonder if you're ever glad
When I rock you off to sleep.
I wonder if you love me well—
As well as I love you.
I do so wish you'd try and tell;
Come, Dolly, darling, do!
Darling Dolly
Darling Dolly's house shall be
High as lofty apple-tree;
It shall have a door inlaid,
Of the sweetest light and shade.
It shall have for pictures fair
Fancies that are rich and rare;
It shall have a golden roof,
And tapestry with stars for woof.
And it shall have a dome of blue
With the moonlight streaming through,
And stately pillars, straight as firs,
Bending to each wind that stirs.
Darling Dolly's house shall be
High as a lofty apple-tree;
It shall have a door inlaid,
Of the sweetest light and shade.
Sour Grapes
"Such a doll! I wouldn't have it,
With its trailing baby dress!
Pooh! a dolly twice as handsome
I could have for asking, Bess.
Needn't ask me if it's pretty,
No, I do not care to wait,
I am in an awful hurry,
If you keep me, I'll be late."
Off went Nannie, proud lip curling,
Head uplifted in disdain,
Bessie hugged her dolly closely,
Laughing over truth so plain.
"Nan was envious, Dolly darling,
'Twasn't aught of wrong in you,
But the trouble lay in Nannie,
She would like to own you too."

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