THE CHILDREN'S RICHES.
Ralph has a castle, gloomy and grand, Battled, and moated, and gray, And over the drawbridge a belted knight Is galloping hard away.
Beth has a playhouse with lovely dolls, And sets for dinner and tea. How strange ! its roof is the castle’s moat, And the castle itself, a tree.
And Ernest, our artist, thoughtful and wise— What wealth is in his stronghold ! Sees a rocky pasture where flocks of sheep Are hurrying to their fold.
Maude has but a gipsy within her tent. With turban and cloak so gay, But the old wife tells her a fortune rare, That our darling shall have some day.
O wondrous riches ! O happy hearts ! A marvel I now declare. For castle, and gipsy, and sheep all lie On an area one foot square.
Alas for the castle, gloomy and grand Alas for the gipsy gay ! For the sun shone Bright on the frosted pane And melted them all away. Kate Lawrence.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 25 July 1891, Page 211
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162THE CHILDREN'S RICHES. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 25 July 1891, Page 211
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