THE LITTLE RILL.

Drop by drop the lit-tle rill Feeds the lim-pid stream be-low, Gleam-ing, spark-ling down the hill, Till it joins the riv-er's flow. ——— Drop by drop the whole night long; Drop by drop the long night through, Sing-ing low and soft its song; Leaps the rill, in meas-ure true. ——— Drop by drop like gems of light, Danc-ing where the sun-beams play, Grows the stream-let clear and bright, Where the sweet ferns line the way. ——— Like a mol-ten sil-ver tide Led by fai-ries, here and there; Now by rug-ged moun-tain side; Now by pas-ture green and fair.