Classic Poem

“T HE Blue Bird ,” played by very small children, is rather pretty. The rhyme is:—
Here comes a [blue] bird through the window,
Here comes a [blue] bird through the door;
Here comes a [blue] bird through the window,
Hey, diddle, hi dum, day.
Take a little dance and a hop in the corner,
Take a little dance and a hop in the floor;
Take a little dance and a hop in the corner,
Hey, diddle, hi dum, day. The players dance round in a ring. One previously, by the process of a chapping-out rhyme, being made “it,” goes first outside, then into the centre. Her business now is to decide who shall succeed her; and according asthe colour-word in the rhyme—red, blue, green, or yellow, etc.—corresponds with the dress of all the individual players in the successive singing, the ones spotted successively taking their place in the centre, and the process goes on, of course, until all have shared alike in the game.