LENA LAUGHED.
Reading edition
Ah, pretty Lena! why is she weeping? What has befallen? What is it creeping All the way, all the way down her pink cheeks? One little, two little, three little tearies; One little, two little, three little streaks! One little, two little, three little brothers Out on a frolic, chasing each other— And ever and ever so many more! Quick, let us catch them—poor little dearies!— Here in this handkerchief, ere they fall o’er. Now let us find them. Why, they have hidden! Perhaps they were fairies that came all unbidden, And ran away, frightened, when Lena laughed out. Ha, ha! how she scared them! but very queer is The change that a laugh can alone bring about.