WE ARE SEVEN. 613

Sho had a rustic, woodland air, “You say that two at Conway
And she was wildly clad ; And two are gone to sea, [dwell,
Her eyes were fair, and very fair, Yet youre seven; I pray you tell,
—Her beauty made me glad. ' Sweet maid, how this may be.”

“Sisters and brothers, little maid, Then did the little maid reply,
How many may you be?” “Seven boys and girls are we;

“Howmany? seven inall,"shesaid, Two of us in the church-yard lie,
‘And, wondering, look’d at me.’ Beneath the church-yard tree.”

“And where are they? I pray you “You run about, my little maid,
tell.” Your limbs they are alive ;
Sho answer'd, “Soven are we: Iftwoare in the church-yard laid,
And two of us at Conway dwell, Then you are only five.”
‘And two are gone to sea.

“Their graves are green, t
“Tyo of us in the church-yard lie, be seen,” ey ay
My sister and my brother; ‘The little maid replied,
And in the chureh-yard cottage I “Twelve steps or more, from my
Dwell near them with my mo- mother's door,
ther.” And they are side by side,

 

“My stockings there I often knit, “And often after sun-set, sir,
My kerchief there I hem; ‘When it is light and fair,

And there upon the ground I'sit— I take my little porringer,
Toit and talk to them. ‘And eat my supper there.