The stars are lighted candles
Upon a Christmas tree;
(The branches, that they hang upon
We cannot ever see:)
On Christmas Eve the angels stand
About it after tea.
And if an angel's very good
He gets a present, as he should.
As You Would Be Done By
Of course I believe in fairies!
Of course I know they're true!
—Just think, if you were a fairy,
And no one believed in you!
Drawing
Upon my slate I draw
Strange things I never saw,
Nor you, nor any one!
But oh, it is such fun!
The Fishing-pole
A fishing-pole's a curious thing:
It's made of just a stick and string:
A boy at one end and a wish;
And on the other end a fish!