WHITE LAMBKINS 109 



She is always beautiful and always young. 

 And she smiles gently at the changeful North- 

 ern Light. 



From the Russian. 



WHITE LAMBKINS 







Who has the whitest lambkins ? 



Look up into the sky. 

 It is the moon, the pretty moon, 



Whose home is up on high. 



She rises in the evening, 

 When little children sleep; 



Comes from her little cottage 

 And calls her little sheep. 



She calls them out to pasture 



Upon her meadows gay ; 

 The stars are her white lambkins, 



They're never seen by day. 1 



From the German. 



1 From Kindergarten Chimes. By permission of Messrs. The 

 Oliver Ditson Company. 



