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Mon, 18 May 2009
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 The Poor Princess had no "Soft Water" to wash her face in, Poor thing.
SOFT
WATER.
 By Elizabeth
Fleming.
The good King's
daughter
Had no soft water,
Had no soft water
to wash her face,
And forth went pages
To
look for water in every
place.
The crawled up
mountains,
They crept down
tunnels,
They felt the waterfalls
everywhere;
They spied on
houses
With water-barrels,
But no soft water
was hidden there.
The Princess
wept
 When
they came to tell her
Of fruitless searchings
and labours vain.
"How can I wash
If I've no
soft water?
And what shall I do if it doesn't
rain?"
The youngest
page-boy
Awake quite early,
And went out
walking at break of day,
And high on a
hill
He found a dewpond
A little round
dewpond tucked away.
He went on his
knees
And peeped in the
dewpond;
Mist lay over it white as milk;
He
dipped his hands
And the ice-cold water
Ran
through his fingers soft as silk!
 He filled his
goblet
And sought the Princess;
The poor
little Princess wept with joy,
And told the
King,
And the King said , "Splendid!"
And
made him the Prince's whipping-boy.
Hm,m, I'm not sure becoming the
"Prince's Whipping boy!"
Don't you think the
young Prince should have the whipping himself
?
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