Moon and Stars
“Said the moon to the stars: ‘You are always the same,
And your lights are so tiny, I think them quite tame;
You just twinkle and twinkle in red, white and blue,
Have you noticed the wonderful things I can do?
“‘Sometimes I’m a crescent, a pale silver line,
An arc of a circle—I think it quite fine.
Then again I am round, with my face full of light,
And everyone thinks me a wonderful sight.’”
“That is really fine,” said Captain Acorn. “Won’t you favor us with something else?”