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Southland Times, Volume III, Issue 255, 9 May 1866, Page 3

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CELESTIAL FROLICS. The sun had put his night-cap on, And covered o'er his head, When countless stars appeared amid The curtains round his bed. The moon arose, most motherly, To take a quiet peep How all the stars behaved while he Her sovereign was asleep. She saw them wink their silvery eyes, As if in roguish play ; Though silent all, to her they seemed As if they'd much to say. So, lest their frolics should disturb The sleeping king of light, She rose so high that her mild eye Could keep them all in sight. The stars, abashed, stole softly back, And looked demure and prim, ,, I Until the moon began to nod, I Her eyes becoming- dim. Then sleepily she sought her home, That's somewhere — who knows where ? And as she went the playful stars Commenced their twinkling glare. And when the moon was fairly gone, The imps with silvery eyes Had so much fun it woke the sun, And he began to rise. He rose in glory, from his eyes Sprang forth a new-born day : Before whose brightness all the stars Ran hastily away. TJno.