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he's a finely-made man himself, so he ought to know. Perhaps, if I try hard at Convalescence now, I may become a brave sea-captain hereafter, and take my beautiful ship into battle, and bring her out again with flying colours and fame, If the courage that dares, and the courage that bears, _are_ really one and the same. [Illustration] THE ADVENTURES OF AN ELF. A PICTURE POEM FOR THE LITTLE ONES. _By Fedor Flinzer. Freely translated by J.H. Ewing._ I. Dear children, listen whilst I tell What to a certain Elf befell, Who left his house and sallied forth Adventure seeking, south and north, And west and east, by path and field, Resolved to conquer or to yield. A thimble on his back he carried, With a rose-twig his foes he parried. [Illustration] II. It was a sunny, bright, spring day, When to the wood he took his way; He knew that in a certain spot A Bumble Bee his nest had got. The Bee was out, the chance was good, But just when grabbing all he could, He heard the Bee behind him humming, And only wished he'd heard him coming! [Illustration] III. In terror turned the tiny man, And now a famous fight began: The Bee flew round, and buzzed and stung, The Elf his prickly rose-staff swung. Now fiercely here, now wildly there, He hit the Bee or fought the air. At last one weighty blow descended: The Bee was dead--the fight was ended. [Illustration] IV. Exhausted quite, he took a seat. The honey tasted doubly sweet! The thimble-full had been upset, But still there were a few drops yet. He licked his lips and blessed himself, That he was such a lucky Elf, And now might hope to live in clover; But, ah! his troubles were not over! [Illustration] V. For at that instant, by his side, A beast of fearful form he spied: At first he thought it was a bear, And headlong fell in dire despair. He lost one slipper in the moss, And this was not his only loss. With paws and snout the beast was nimble, And very soon cleared out the thimble. [Illustration] VI. This rifling of his honey-pot Awoke our Elfin's wrath full hot. He made a rope of linden bast, By either end he h
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