MABEL ON MIDSUMMER-DAY. "Arise, my maiden, Mabel,” "Arise my little maiden, For thou must speed away, "And thou must carry with thee "And tell the dear old body, This day I cannot come, For the good man went out yester-morn, And he is not come home. "And more than this, poor Amy Upon my knee doth lie; I fear me, with this fever-pain MABEL. "And thou canst help thy grandmother; The table thou canst spread; Canst feed the little dog and bird; And thou canst make her bed. "And thou canst fetch the water "Canst go down to the lonesome glen, To milk the mother-ewe; This is the work, my Mabel, "But listen now, my Mabel, This is midsummer-day, When all the fairy people From elf-land come away. "And when thou 'rt in the lonesome glen, "But think not of the fairy folk, Lest mischief should befall; Think only of poor Amy, And how thou lov'st us all. 157 "Yet keep good heart, my Mabel, "And when into the fir-wood Thou goest for fagots brown, "But fill thy little apron, My child, with earnest speed; "For they are spiteful brownies "But think not, little Mabel, "And when thou goest to the spring To fetch the water thence, Do not disturb the little stream, Lest this should give offence. MABEL. "For the queen of all the fairies, I've seen her drinking there myself, "But she's a gracious lady, And her thou need'st not fear; Only disturb thou not the stream, Nor spill the water clear." "Now all this I will heed, mother, PART II. Away tripp'd little Mabel, With the wheaten cake so fine, With the new-made pat of butter, And the little flask of wine. And long before the sun was hot, 159 And all her mother's message And then she swept the hearth up clean, And next she fed the dog and bird; "And go, now," said the grandmother, The first time that good Mabel went, That sat upon a tree. The next time that good Mabel went, Beside the well,-a lady small, All clothed in green and white. A curtsey low made Mabel, |