THE LITTLE HE AND SHE.

ONCE there lived, I’m not sure where, May be Arcadee, Sweet-Heart and his mistress fair, Little He and She;

And they danced a measure light, Danced in very glee. Hand in hand, a pretty sight, Little He and She.

When they ceased his bright eyes fell, Darling must we stay? Can’t we dance so happily You and I for aye?

Then she clasped his hand again, Whispered sweet and low, “Dearest, always hand in hand You and I will go.”

So they danced with merry feet, E’en in Arcadee, Happier pair you ne’er will meet, Little He and She.