Sunbeam In Love

Naughty Cupid, little mischieí, Tired of wounding human htarts, Took one day a golden arrow, Fashioned by hls dainty artsShot it straight into a sunbeam, Speeding through the balmy'&lr, Would the sunbeam love and suífér-í Not a bit did Cupid care. f To the sunbeam, rising early, Carne a glad and sweet surprise, For a moonbeam, faintly glowing, Passed before his ardent eyes. Then the sunbeam kissed the moon beam, But the moonbeam fled away, And the sunbeam, iast pursuing, Vainly sought her all the day. In the evening -(vent the sunbeam, Weary to a willing rest; He had eought the round earth over, In the ardor of his quest. Though his search had been untrult ful, AníL unsaüsfied hls love, Tet the world was bright and amJltog, Gladdened as he passed abova