There are dresses to be altered,
There are aprons to be made,
"For my child in wardrobe matters
Must not be thrown in shade"

Says the busy little mother,
As she clips and works away,
And a brand new dress for Dolly
Will be made this very day

The Lost Doll

I once had a sweet little doll, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world;
Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.

But I lost my poor little doll, dears,
As I played in the heath one day;
I cried for her more than a week, dears,
But I could never find where she lay.

Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arms trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair is not the least bit curled;
Yet for old sake's sake she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.

Charles Kingsley

Dolly's Patchwork Counterpane

Oh, Mary, see what the nurse has found,
Such store of pieces in my box!
Some green, and some with lilac ground.
They'll make such lovely blocks

She says she'll teach me how to make
A counterpane for Dolly's bed,
This lovely piece I first will take,
With sprays of roses white and red

And thin this piece with purple spots
Will look so pretty next to that!
I'll keep my cotton free from knots,
And make my stitches neat and flat

And "when I've finished it," she says
She'll line it with a square of white.
Oh, Dolly dear! your little bed
Will be a most enchanting sight!

The Wooden Doll

I'm but a wooden doll,
Have neither wit nor grace;
And very clumsy in my joints
And yet I know my place.

Most people laugh at a wooden doll,
And wooden I may be,
But little children love me much
And that's enough for me.

When I am dressed in fine long clothes,
In fur, and silk, and lace,
I think myself I'm not so bad
And yet I know my place.

Let people laugh--I know I'm wood:
Wax I can never be;
But little children think I'm grand--
That's quite enough for me.

Buy My Dolls

Come buy my dolls, my pretty dolls:
Come buy my dolls, I pray:
I've such a heap,
And I sell so cheap,
I almost give them away.

I've waxen dolls, and china dolls,
And dollies made of gum,
Some are small,
And some are tall,
Some talk a