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<div class="i6a"> <span class="smcapa">N</span> Hallow-eve, that night of fun,</div>
<div class="i7a">When elves and goblins frisk and run,</div>
<div class="i8">And many games and tricks are tried</div>
<div class="i8">At every pleasant fireside,</div>
<div class="i7a">The Brownies halted to survey</div>
<div class="i7">A village that below them lay,</div>
<div class="i7">And wondered as they rested there</div>
<div class="i7">To hear the laughter fill the air</div>
<div class="i6">That from the happy children came</div>
<div class="i6">As they enjoyed some pleasant game.</div>
<div class="i6">Said one: "What means this merry flow</div>
<div class="i6">That comes so loudly from below,</div>
<div class="i6">Uncommon pleasures must abound</div>
<div class="i6">Where so much laughter can be found."</div>
<div class="i6">Another said: "Now, by your leave,</div>
<div class="i6">I'll tell you 't is All-Hallow-eve,</div>
<div class="i6">When people meet to have their sport</div>
<div class="i6">At curious games of every sort;</div>
<div class="i6">I know them all from first to last,</div>
<div class="i6">And now, before the night has passed,</div>
<div class="i6">For some convenient place we'll start</div>
<div class="i6">Without delay to play our part."</div>
<div class="i6">Two dozen mouths commenced to show</div>
<div class="i6">Their teeth in white and even row;</div>
<div class="i6">Two dozen voices cried with speed,</div>
<div class="i6">"The plan is good we're all agreed."</div>
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<div class="i6">And in a trice four dozen feet</div>
<div class="i6">Went down the hill with even beat.</div>
<div class="i6">Without a long or wearying race</div>
<div class="i6">The Brownies soon secured a place</div>
<div class="i6">That answered well in every way</div>
<div class="i6">For all the games they wished to play.</div>
<div class="i6">There tubs of water could be found,</div>
<div class="i6">By which to stoop or kneel around,</div>
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<div class="i6">And strive to bring the pennies out</div>
<div class="i6">That on the bottom slipped about.</div>
<div class="i6">Then heads were wet and shoulders, too,</div>
<div class="i6">Where some would still the coin pursue,</div>
<div class="i6">And mouth about now here and there</div>
<div class="i6">Without a pause or breath of air</div>
<div class="i6">Until in pride, with joyful cries,</div>
<div class="i6">They held aloft the captured prize.</div>
<div class="i6">More stood the tempting bait beneath,</div>
<div class="i6">And with a hasty snap of teeth</div>
<div class="i6">The whirling apple thought to claim</div>
<div class="i6">And shun the while the candle's flame,—</div>
<div class="i6">But found that with such pleasure goes</div>
<div class="i6">An eye-brow singed, or blistered nose.</div>
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<div class="i6">More named the oats as people do</div>
<div class="i6">To try which hearts are false, which true,</div>
<div class="i6">And on the griddle placed the pair</div>
<div class="i6">To let them part or smoulder there;</div>
<div class="i6">And smiled to see, through woe or weal,</div>
<div class="i6">How often hearts were true as steel.</div>
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<div class="i6">Still others tried to read their fate</div>
<div class="i6">Or fortune in a dish or plate,</div>
<div class="i6">Learn whether they would ever wed,</div>
<div class="i6">Or lead a single life instead;</div>
<div class="i6">Or if their mate would be a blessing,</div>
<div class="i6">Or prove a partner most distressing.</div>
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<div class="i6">Then others in the open air,</div>
<div class="i6">Of fun and frolic had their share;</div>
<div class="i6">Played "hide and seek," and "blindman's buff,"</div>
<div class="i6">And "tag" o'er places smooth or rough,</div>
<div class="i6">And "snap the whip" and "trip the toe,"</div>
<div class="i6">And games that none but Brownies know.</div>
<div class="i6">As if their lives at stake were placed,</div>
<div class="i6">They jumped around and dodged and raced,</div>
<div class="i6">And tumbled headlong to the ground</div>
<div class="i6">When feet some hard obstruction found;</div>
<div class="i6">At times across the level mead,</div>
<div class="i6">Some proved their special claims to speed,</div>
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<div class="i10">A wreath of green till sport was o'er.</div>
<div class="i10">The hours flew past as hours will</div>
<div class="i10">When joys do every moment fill;</div>
<div class="i10">The moon grew weak and said good-night,</div>
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<div class="i10">And turned her pallid face from sight;</div>
<div class="i10">Then weakening stars began to fail,</div>
<div class="i10">But still the Brownies kept the vale;</div>
<div class="i10">Full many a time had hours retired</div>
<div class="i10">Much faster than the band desired,</div>
<div class="i10">And pleasure seemed too sweet to lay</div>
<div class="i10">Aside, because of coming day,</div>
<div class="i10">But never yet with greater pain</div>
<div class="i10">Did they behold the crimson stain</div>
<div class="i10">That morning spread along the sky,</div>
<div class="i10">And told them they must homeward fly</div>
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