Sh -- big sister's going by, Sh -- that's Daddy whom I spy, Sh -- here comes the caller nigh My hiding place and me! Sh -- if they should find me now They'd pull me out to make a bow And probably they'd ask me how I happen here to be. And I could never, never tell That I am Princess Clarabell, Because they'd laugh and say, "Well, well!" And they would never see That in this corner where I play There is a castle grand and gay. . . . Oh, no! they'd laugh at all I say My hiding place and me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WINDING BANKS OF ERNE; OR, THE EMIGRANT'S ADIEU TO HIS BIRTHPLACE by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM FATHER O'FLYNN by ALFRED PERCEVAL GRAVES MY AUNT by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES ROSAMOND: KING HENRY'S SONG by JOSEPH ADDISON MORNING MIST by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD A WINTER DAY by ALBERT LINDLEY BEANE |