(Moon Poems For The Children/Fairy-Tales For The Children) Old Euclid Drew A Circle On A Sand-Beach Long Ago. He Bounded And Enclosed It With Angles Thus And So. His Set Of Solemn Greybeards Nodded And Argued Much Of Arc And Of Circumference, Diameter And Such. A Silent Child Stood By Them From Morning Until Noon Because They Drew Such Charming Round Pictures Of The Moon.