I marvel who his cloak would turn Or where those walking fires would burne Then the children went in singing "Farewell Rewards and Fairies" at the tops of their voices. They had forgotten that they had not even said good-night to Puck. THE CHILDREN'S SONG Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee Father in Heaven who lovest all, Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Teach us to look in all our ends, Teach us the Strength that cannot seek, 276 Teach us Delight in simple things, And Love to all men 'neath the sun! Land of our Birth, our Faith our Pride, Head, heart, and hand through the years to be! |