THE SANDMAN
Reading edition
The Sandman! hark, I hear him! He's coming up the stair, And everybody near him Is nodding, I declare! He's peeping in the door now, And first of all he spies, As he has done before now, The little children's eyes! Then quickly does he throw it, His golden sleepy-sand, And all, before they know it, Are off for sleepy-land!