I must obey my dear Father above me,
And do as I'm told.
Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?
Over the sea.
Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?
All that love me.
—Taken from Child-Life, edited by Whittier.
A LEGEND.
A moonbeam once fell on the bell of a flower,
Way down by a silvery rill;