LITTLE MAID
LITTLE MAID
You'vecrept in the dusk to my knee, little maid,And you've something you want to ask me, little maid.In your babyland eyesI'm so clever and wise,And you're certain as certain can be, little maid,If there's anyone knows what is right, little maid,It is I—you are sure of that quite, little maid;And I wish, pretty elf,I believed in myselfAs you do in me, dear, to-night, little maid.You have heard that the angels have wings, little maid.Was it wisdom to tell you such things, little maid?You're too sweet and too smallYet to understand allOr one half the surprises time brings, little maid.But you've heard and are anxious to know, little maid,If sleepy at bedtime they grow, little maid,If they take off their wingsWith their everyday things,When to by-bye in heaven they go, little maid.Your lips to my cheek then you lay, little maid,And you wonder I've nothing to say, little maid;But I couldn't replyWere I even to tryFor the space of a year and a day, little maid.You give me a shake of the head, little maid,And I feel there's no more to be said, little maid;But I know this is true,That our earthly ones do—And it's time one was tucked up in bed, little maid.
You'vecrept in the dusk to my knee, little maid,And you've something you want to ask me, little maid.In your babyland eyesI'm so clever and wise,And you're certain as certain can be, little maid,If there's anyone knows what is right, little maid,It is I—you are sure of that quite, little maid;And I wish, pretty elf,I believed in myselfAs you do in me, dear, to-night, little maid.You have heard that the angels have wings, little maid.Was it wisdom to tell you such things, little maid?You're too sweet and too smallYet to understand allOr one half the surprises time brings, little maid.But you've heard and are anxious to know, little maid,If sleepy at bedtime they grow, little maid,If they take off their wingsWith their everyday things,When to by-bye in heaven they go, little maid.Your lips to my cheek then you lay, little maid,And you wonder I've nothing to say, little maid;But I couldn't replyWere I even to tryFor the space of a year and a day, little maid.You give me a shake of the head, little maid,And I feel there's no more to be said, little maid;But I know this is true,That our earthly ones do—And it's time one was tucked up in bed, little maid.
You'vecrept in the dusk to my knee, little maid,And you've something you want to ask me, little maid.In your babyland eyesI'm so clever and wise,And you're certain as certain can be, little maid,If there's anyone knows what is right, little maid,It is I—you are sure of that quite, little maid;And I wish, pretty elf,I believed in myselfAs you do in me, dear, to-night, little maid.
You have heard that the angels have wings, little maid.Was it wisdom to tell you such things, little maid?You're too sweet and too smallYet to understand allOr one half the surprises time brings, little maid.But you've heard and are anxious to know, little maid,If sleepy at bedtime they grow, little maid,If they take off their wingsWith their everyday things,When to by-bye in heaven they go, little maid.
Your lips to my cheek then you lay, little maid,And you wonder I've nothing to say, little maid;But I couldn't replyWere I even to tryFor the space of a year and a day, little maid.You give me a shake of the head, little maid,And I feel there's no more to be said, little maid;But I know this is true,That our earthly ones do—And it's time one was tucked up in bed, little maid.