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"The children crowned themselves with wishes, / And every wish came true. " / _Crowns for Children._
But it is not always, or even often, that wishes "come true," is it, children? Or if they do come true, it is in a different way; so different that they hardly seem the same. Like the little old woman in the ballad, who turned herself about and wondered and puzzled, but couldn't make out if she was herself or not, we stare at our fulfilled wishes and examine them on every side, but in their altered dress -- _so_ different from, and, very seldom, if ever, as pretty as that which they wore in our imagination -- we cannot believe that they are themselves!