. Rhymes and jingles .. . nd resting, O good Saint Nick !Now do the children play him a trick;For, bright and rosy and lithe of )imb,They travel quick in his dreams, to every nook and possible placeThere peeps a beautiful joyous murmur and laughing hum,From every quarter the children , tender, and snow-flake soft,They throng about him or float aloft;Closer they nestle, a hundred thick,And whisper, We thank you, dear Saint Nick :Weve come to tell you we love you, Nicholas laughs in his sleep to hear. FLOWERS. 41 Oho ! sing, ho ! and now you know : As so

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. Rhymes and jingles .. . nd resting, O good Saint Nick !Now do the children play him a trick;For, bright and rosy and lithe of )imb,They travel quick in his dreams, to every nook and possible placeThere peeps a beautiful joyous murmur and laughing hum,From every quarter the children , tender, and snow-flake soft,They throng about him or float aloft;Closer they nestle, a hundred thick,And whisper, We thank you, dear Saint Nick :Weve come to tell you we love you, Nicholas laughs in his sleep to hear. FLOWERS. 41 Oho ! sing, ho ! and now you know : As soon as the Christmas lights are dim, And the saint no more his rounds doth go,The children flock, in his dreams, to him. FLOWERS. MY little one came, and brought me a flower, Never a sweeter one grew ;But it faded and faded in one short hour, And lost all its pretty blue. My little one stayed in the room and played ; And so my flower bloomed bright, —My beautiful blossom that did not fade, But slept in my arms all 42 -RHYMES AND JINGLES.

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