Classic Poem

Pierrot can lift a moonbeam,
Or put a sorrow by,
And heave a hope as lightly
As goblins do a sigh.
Heigh-ho!
A hope as lightly
As goblins do a sigh.

Was ever oaf so agile
At doing little more
Than shift an airy burden,
And hurry by the door!
Heigh-ho!
An airy burden,
And hurry by the door.

Who else could cast a shadow
Quite so grotesquely tall,
Or place a spell of beauty
On nothing much at all?
Heigh-ho!
A spell of beauty
On nothing much at all.