Here you see a Fairy host,
Fit to fight with Dwarf or Ghost.
With that he set spurs to his Frog, which cleared the garden path at one bound, and he was soon lost among the flowers.
Well, next day, a dreadful war broke out between the Ghosts and the Giants, and the King had to set forth and fight on the side of his friends the Giants.
A long, long time he was away; nearly a year. At last he came back to his own country, and he heard all the church bells ringing merrily. “What can be the matter?” said the King, and hurried to his Palace, where all the Courtiers rushed out and told him the Queen had got a BABY.
“Girl or a boy?” says the King.
“A Princess, your Majesty,” says the Nurse, with a low curtsey, correcting him.
Well, you may fancy how glad the King was, though he would have preferred a boy.
Here are little Birds in plenty,
Singing to their Queen, Niente!