A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree

A few went out to help the Brook

That went to help the Sea —

Myself Conjectured were they Pearls —

What Necklace could be —

The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads —

The Birds jocoser sung —

The Sunshine threw his Hat away —

The Bushes — spangles flung —

The Breezes brought dejected Lutes —

And bathed them in the Glee —

Then Orient showed a single Flag,

And signed the Fete away —