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SANDMAN TIME

LS1EN NATHALIE GAYLORD

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SANDMAN
TIME
BY

ILSIEN

NATHALIE GAYLORD

BOSTON

RICHARD

G.

BADGER

THE GORHAM PRESS

Copyright,

1915.

by Richard G. Badger

All Rights Reserved

RK

LIBRARY
STQR, LENOX ANO flLDEN FOUNDATIONS

1916

THE GORHAM

PRESS, BOSTON, U. S. A.

CONTENTS
Flower Babies
9
13 17

The

Little

Sand-Men

Star Babies

The

Fairies' Ball

21

The

Little Sleepy

Song

27
31

Little Sunset Ship of

Dreams

'

FLOWER

BABIES

Sandman Time

FLOWER
I

BABIES

know where some

I

babies are snug asleep,

All in a long straight row.

And

know

that someone

is

singing to them,

Singing

soft

and low.
long the babies sleep

And all night And dream And the little

baby dreams, you know.

stars

are listening, too,

To
Shall

the singing soft and low.

tell

you where these babies are?

You never can guess, I know. And shall I tell you just who it is
That
is

singing soft and low?

Why, the little flowers are the babies, Dear, Out in the garden, you know. And the big pine-tree is singing to them,
Singing soft and low.

THE LITTLE SAND-MEN

Sandman Time

THE LITTLE SAND-MEN

I

wonder, Dear,

if

you've ever heard

little
in,

About the queer Who come slipping

men,
the light

when

grows dim,

And

it's

sleepy-time again?

They're the funniest, cutest

little

Elfin

men,

And they dress in the With queer little peaked And tight little suits And
each
little

strangest way,

caps on their heads,

of

grey!

fellow has
full of

what do you think?

sand
it

fat little

bag

Hung

over his shoulder, and he grabs With his funny little elfin hand.
aren't thinking about

tight

And when you

them

at all,

Up

These funny little sand-men creep close, and sprinkle some grains on your
then you go straight to sleep.

eyes,

And

Sandman Time

At
But

least,

that's
I

what
little

my
like
't

Nursie told

me

When
I

was

you;
a fairy tale,
it's

think perhaps

was

So I'm not very certain

true.

For she laughed when I wanted to see one, and There were some things she couldn't get. And I've watched and watched, but I've never A single little sand-man yet!

said

seen

STAR BABIES

Sandman Time

STAR BABIES
Do
you
see those

cunning

little

white clouds

Floating right up there in the sky?

Just guess,
if

Are going

to do by

you can, what those and by.

little

white clouds

And you see the shining bright stars way up And the little wee baby ones, too?

there,

Well, the big bright stars are the Mamas, you know, And what do you s'pose they do?
Well,
all

of those little

wee baby
snug

stars

Are

sleepy as they can be.

all

So they must be put

in their beds,
see.

And And

covered up nice, you

those

little

white clouds floating up

little

in the sky,

Are

the dear

covers that go

On the wee little beds of the baby stars, To keep them all warm, you know.

THE

FAIRIES'

BALL

Sandman Time

THE
Listen,

FAIRIES'

BALL

Dearie!

What
Arbor

do you suppose I've just

heard

Over

in

the

there,

Where

the roses are nodding and whispering low,

All in the soft evening air?

Why,
For

the Fairies are

in
is

coming

to have a dance

Right
this

our Garden, Dear!

Mid-summer Night, you know,

The

Elfin time of the year.

All the Fairies are coming from everywhere, To dance in the moonlight here;

And they're going to You ever dreamed

dress in the loveliest things

of,

Dear!

There'll be the Fairies of the

Moon,

of course,

All dressed in misty white,

With

beautiful silvery gauzy wings;

And

a star-tipped

wand

for light.

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Sandman Time
They'll skip along down the moonbeams, Dear, So I heard the roses say,

lovely,

dancing shimmering band,

all

Twinkling

the

way!
know,

And

the little Fairies of the Clouds, you

too,

They're coming,

with the

rest.

And what

will you say

when

tell

you, Dear,

How
Why,

those darling

little Fairies'll

be dressed?

they're just going to bundle themselves In lovely sunset clouds,

all

up

And come

trailing along down the sky to In beautiful shining crowds.

us,

Some

of

the very, very littlest ones

Will dress in pinky white, And some of the others in orange, and
All fringed with golden
light.

red,

22

Sandman Time

And then there're the dear little Water-fairies, You can't guess how sweet they'll be!
In
little dresses of white foam-mist, All hung with pearls from the sea.

too,

And

the little

Queen
I

of the

Flowers

'11

be there,

Sitting

up on her lovely throne.

till

Just wait

tell
't

You'll wish

you about it, Dear was your very own

!

The

darling

little

Fairies

of the

Snow made

it,

Dear,
All glistening frosty white;

Made it, up in their home in Cloudland there, And they're bringing it down to-night.
It's just like

a beautiful frosty cave,

All sparkling with diamonds, Dear,

And frosty lace-work, that'll glisten Out in the moonlight here.

bright

Sandman Time

And And

the roses have

made

the softest carpet

Out
They

of sweet rose-petals,

you know;

the pansies, cushions of purple velvet

all

love their

little

Queen

so!

And

the Butterfly fairies will be there, too,

In their lovely velvet clothes,

With their beautiful wings of And yellow, and purple and

orange and black,

rose.

And
I

oh, there are ever so

many more

Who're coming

can hardly remember them all! just think of to-night

it,

Dear,

To

dance at the Fairies' ball!

So hurry up, quick, and

close

your

eyes,

For I heard the roses say That to see the Fairies one must always come Around by Dreamland way.

THE LITTLE SLEEPY SONG

*

Sandman Time

THE LITTLE SLEEPY SONG

There's someone singing a
little

song

Out

in the

garden to-night;
sleepy song,

queer

little sleepy,

Out

there in the soft moonlight.

And

the

little

song goes "zactly"

z
zis
!

like this,

Ah
And

ziz

I wonder who it is that's singing That little song of Ziz zis?

There's a queer
I

little
it
is

frog in the pond out there,

wonder
is

if

he?

And

he singing himself to sleep,

Or

is

he singing to

me?

27

LITTLE SUNSET SHIP OF DREAMS

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Sandman Time

LITTLE SUNSET SHIP OF DREAMS

There's a
little

ship sails out to sea

At With

sunset-time each day,

a little crew all sound asleep;
it's

And

bound for Dreamland Bay.

it

Across the silver waves

Softly as a dream,

goes

Far out

to sea, in the misty light

Of

the

Evening

Star, agleam.

Oh, little ship of Baby Dreams Far out on the sapphire sea,

May

the dear white angels softly

little

watch

O'er thy

crew and thee!

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