“THE LITTLE LOVERS.”
“Little Boy-sailor, with jacket of blue,
Fond hearts at home have been thinking of you;
Dreaming the long nights, and thinking all day,
Of a darling boy-sailor, while he was away;
And when the ship sail’d away, oh! how they cried,
Mother and sister, and—some one beside.”
“Dear little Golden-hair, I will tell thee
What I saw, what I heard, on the deep sea:
As I sat all alone, on the mast high,
A sea-maiden, singing and swimming, came by;
Combing her tangled and silken-green hair,
Thus she sang sweetly, that sea-maiden fair:
“‘Little Boy-sailor, with jacket of blue,
Mother and sister are thinking of you;
He, too, forgets not, where’er he may roam,
Mother and sister, and sweet, sweet home;
But a something makes little boy-sailor’s eyes dim,
When he’s thinking of some one—who’s thinking of him.’
“So she pass’d swimming, and swimming she sang;
And in mine ears the sweet music still rang;
And I felt, on the mast as I sat all alone,
Millions of tiny threads over me thrown;
Threads by the silk-worm in Fairyland spun—
I felt them all over, but couldn’t see one;
But I knew that the magic web only could be
Thrown by kind Fairies across the wide sea,
To bind little Golden-hair closer to me.”
END OF VOLUME THE NINTH.
☞ In completing the present Volume of Once a Week, the Proprietors are happy to announce that they have made arrangements to print its successors in a clearer and more readable type, which they have reason to suppose will be more acceptable to the generality of their Subscribers. They have also arranged for the publication of another NOVEL by Mrs. HENRY WOOD, of which the commencement will appear in an early Number of the forthcoming Volume.
