Little Ella Little Ella, fairest, dearest Unto me and unto mine Earthly cherub, comeing nearest To my dreams of forms divine Her brief absence frets and pains me Her bright presence solace brings Her spontaneous love restrains me From a thousand selfish things Little Ella moveth lightly Like a graceful fawn at play Like a brooklet running brightly In the genial smile of May Like a breeze upon the meadows All bespread with early flowrs Like a bird mid silvern shadows In the golden summer hours Little Ella like a fairy Ever moving ever gay Little Ella light and airy each Lends in brightness to the day I will seek her fond caressing I will make her cares my own She will be to me a blessing When all other joys have flown