The little _Bats_ fly [Sidenote: _Cooler winds._]
About in the _Sky_,
And the _Kobold_’s wide awake.
The great black _Trees_ [Sidenote: ●]
Are stirred in the _Breeze_,
And a curious _Sound_ they make.
The _Plays_ are done, [Sidenote: ☽]
And the _Prayers_ are said,
And the _Children_ are snugly
Tucked in _Bed_. [Sidenote: K.P.]
[Illustration: The Staff and The Fiddle.]