The Sea-side Doll.

There's one doll for winter,
    When ice comes and snow;
Another for spring time,
    When primroses grow.

A dolly for dark nights,
    To take into bed;
And one for the morning,
    Till lessons are said.

But this is the dolly
    To play on the sands,
You see both a pail and
    A spade in her hands.