Here Is The Bracelet

"Here is the bracelet
  For good little May
  To wear on her arm
  By night and by day.
  When it shines like the sun,
  All's going well;
  But when you are bad,
  A sharp prick will tell.
  Farewell, little girl,
  For now we must part.
  Make a fairy-box, dear,
  Of your own happy heart;
  And take out for all
  Sweet gifts every day,
  Till all the year round
  Is like beautiful May."