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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: A Child's Garden of Verses</p> +<p>Author: Robert Louis Stevenson</p> +<p>Release Date: November 6, 2006 [eBook #19722]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES***</p> +<p> </p> +<h3>E-text prepared by Joseph R. Hauser, Sankar Viswanathan,<br /> + and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br /> + (http://www.pgdp.net/)</h3> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_002.jpg" width="600" height="890" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> + + + +<h4>There are several editions of this ebook in the Project Gutenberg collection. Various characteristics of each ebook are listed to aid in selecting the preferred file.<br />Click on any of the filenumbers below to quickly view each ebook. +</h4> + + +<table summary="" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto" cellpadding="4" border="3"> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/19722/19722-h/19722-h.htm"> +19722</a></b></td><td>(Published in 1916; Black and White illustrations by M. Sheldon) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25608/25608-h/25608-h.htm"> +25608</a></b> </td><td>(Published in 1905; Single Tone illustratons by B. C. Pease) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25609/25609-h/25609-h.htm"> +25609</a></b> </td><td>(Published in 1905; Illustrations in Color by J. W. Smith) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25610/25610-h/25610-h.htm"> +25610</a></b> </td><td>(Published in 1895; Black and White illustrations by C.Robins) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25611/25611-h/25611-h.htm"> +25611</a></b> </td><td>(Publication date unknown; Black and White illustrations) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25617/25617-h/25617-h.htm"> +25617</a></b> </td><td>(Published in 1900; Illustrations in Color by Mars and Squire) +</td></tr> + +<tr><td> + <b><a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/28722/28722-h/28722-h.htm"> +28722</a></b> </td><td>(Published in 1919; Illustrations in Color by Maria L. Kirk) +</td></tr> + +</table> + +<h1><span class="smcap">A CHILD'S<br /> +GARDEN<br /> +of VERSES</span></h1> + +<h3>By</h3> +<h2><span class="smcap">ROBERT LOUIS STEVENS</span><sup>o</sup><span class="smcap">N</span></h2> + +<h4><i>ILLUSTRATED BY</i></h4> +<h3>MYRTLE SHELDON</h3> + +<h3>M. A. DONOHUE & CO.</h3> +<h3>CHICAGO</h3> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<p class="center"><i>Copyright 1916</i></p> + +<p class="center">By<br /> + +M. A. DONOHUE<br /> + +AND<br /> + +COMPANY +</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_003.jpg" width="150" height="225" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_004_01.jpg" width="600" height="92" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 281px;"> +<img src="images/image_004_02.jpg" width="281" height="152" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p class="f1"><b>BY WAY of </b><br /> +<span style="margin-left:5em"><b>INTRODUCTION</b></span></p> + + +<p>Nothing has ever been written that appeals to a child's nature more +than "<b>A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES."</b> It is written in a simple verse +that a child can readily understand. It was one of the earlier efforts +of the author, Robert Louis Stevenson, a Scotchman by birth, who, +owing to ill-health, became a world traveler. During his travels he +visited the United States, spending a year among our famous resorts. +Later he visited Australia and the South Sea Islands, which climate +agreed with him to such an extent that he finally settled down and +made his home on the island of Samoa. He continued his travels from +that point, often visiting the Hawaiian Islands, Australia and New +Zealand. He formed a strong friendship for the natives of Samoa, and +did a great deal to improve their conditions. He died on the island, +and at his own request was buried on the top of one of its beautiful +mountains, with the following lines upon his tomb:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12"><i>Here he lies, where he longed to be</i>;<br /></span> +<span class="i12"><i>Home is the Sailor, home from the sea</i>,<br /></span> +<span class="i12"><i>And the hunter home from the hill</i>.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_005.jpg" width="150" height="242" alt="Illustration" /></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_006.jpg" width="600" height="212" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + +<table summary="Contents"> +<tr><td></td><td class="tocpg f2">PAGE</td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#BED_IN_SUMMER">Bed in Summer</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_10">10</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#YOUNG_NIGHT_THOUGHT">Young Night Thought</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_11">11</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#PIRATE_STORY">Pirate Story</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_12">12-13</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM">Farewell to the Farm</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_14">14-15</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_LAND_OF_COUNTERPANE">The Land of Counterpane</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_16">16</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#FAIRY_BREAD">Fairy Bread</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_17">17</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME">Escape at Bedtime</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_18">18-19</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#A_GOOD_PLAY">A Good Play</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_20">20</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MARCHING_SONG">Marching Song</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_21">21</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#WHERE_GO_THE_BOATS">Where Go the Boats</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_22">22-23</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_HAYLOFT">The Hayloft</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_24">24</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#Aunties_Skirts">Auntie's Skirts</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_25">25</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_MOON">The Moon</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_26">26</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_COW">The Cow</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_27">27</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#FOREIGN_LANDS">Foreign Lands</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_28">28-29</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#SYSTEM">System</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_30">30</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#AT_THE_SEASIDE">At the Seaside</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_31">31</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#HAPPY_THOUGHT">Happy Thought</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_32">32</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_LAND_OF_NOD">The Land of Nod</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#WINDY_NIGHTS">Windy Nights</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_34">34-35</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#TIME_TO_RISE">Time to Rise</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_36">36</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#RAIN">Rain</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_37">37</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#FOREIGN_CHILDREN">Foreign Children</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_38">38</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#Looking_Forward">Looking Forward</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_39">39</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MY_SHADOW">My Shadow</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_40">40-42</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_SUNS_TRAVELS">The Sun's Travels</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_43">43</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER">Looking-Glass River</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_44">44-45</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_LAMPLIGHTER">The Lamplighter</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_46">46-47</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#Singing">Singing</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_48">48</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#TRAVEL">Travel</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_49">49-51</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MY_BED_IS_A_BOAT">My Bed is a Boat</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_52">52-53</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#KEEPSAKE_MILL">Keepsake Mill</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_54">54-55</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE">The Unseen Playmate</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_56">56-57</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MY_SHIP_AND_I">My Ship and I</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_58">58-59</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_WIND">The Wind</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_60">60-61</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#A_GOOD_BOY">A Good Boy</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_62">62-63</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#GOOD_AND_BAD_CHILDREN">Good and Bad Children</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_64">64-65</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#PICTURE-BOOKS_IN_WINTER">Picture-Books in Winter</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_66">66-67</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_SWING">The Swing</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_68">68-69</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#A_THOUGHT">A Thought</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_70">70</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#ARMIES_IN_THE_FIRE">Armies in the Fire</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_71">71</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MY_KINGDOM">My Kingdom</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_72">72-73</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#SHADOW_MARCH">Shadow March</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_74">74-75</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#WINTER-TIME">Winter-Time</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_76">76-77</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_LITTLE_LAND">The Little Land</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_78">78-81</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#IN_PORT">In Port</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_82">82-83</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#NIGHT_AND_DAY">Night and Day</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_84">84-86</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#NEST_EGGS">Nest Eggs</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_87">87-88</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_FLOWERS">The Flowers</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_89">89</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#FROM_A_RAILWAY_CARRIAGE">From a Railway Carriage</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_90">90</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#MY_TREASURES">My Treasures</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_91">91-92</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#BLOCK_CITY">Block City</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_93">93-94</a></td></tr> +<tr><td><span class="smcap"><a href="#THE_GARDENER">The Gardener</a></span></td> +<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_95">95-96</a></td></tr> +</table> + + + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_008.jpg" width="600" height="460" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="A_CHILDS_GARDEN_of_VERSES" id="A_CHILDS_GARDEN_of_VERSES"></a>A CHILD'S <br /> +GARDEN of +VERSES</h2> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_009.jpg" width="600" height="203" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="BED_IN_SUMMER" id="BED_IN_SUMMER"></a>BED IN SUMMER</h2> + + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/image_009_1.jpg" width="200" height="229" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">In winter I get up at night,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And dress by yellow candle light.<br /></span> +<span class="i4">In summer quite the other way,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I have to go to bed by day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">I have to go to bed and see<br /></span> +<span class="i4">The birds still hopping on the tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Or hear the grown-up people's feet,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Still going past me in the street.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">And does it not seem hard to you,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">When all the sky is clear and blue,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And I should like so much to play,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">To have to go to bed by day?<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p> +<h2><a name="YOUNG_NIGHT_THOUGHT" id="YOUNG_NIGHT_THOUGHT"></a>YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">All night long and every night,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">When my mamma puts out the light<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I see the people marching by,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">As plain as day, before my eye.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">Armies and emperors and kings,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">All carrying different kinds of things,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And marching in so grand a way,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">You never saw the like by day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">So fine a show was never seen<br /></span> +<span class="i4">At the great circus on the green;<br /></span> +<span class="i4">For every kind beast and man<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Is marching in that caravan.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">At first they move a little slow,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">But still the faster on they go,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And still beside them close I keep<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Until we reach the Town of Sleep.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"><a name="PIRATE_STORY" id="PIRATE_STORY"></a> +<img src="images/image_011_01.jpg" width="600" height="325" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 197px;"> +<img src="images/image_011_02.jpg" width="197" height="281" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p class="f3"></p> +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> +<span class="i8">Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing.<br /> +</span> +<span class="i10">Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea.<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i8">Where shall we adventure, to-day that we're afloat,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Wary of the weather and steering by a star?<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i8">Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea—<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar!<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">The wicket is the harbor and the garden is the shore.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"><img src="images/image_005.jpg" width="150" height="242" alt="Illustration" /></div> + + + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span></p> +<div class="figright" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_013_01.jpg" width="600" height="226" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figright" style="width: 232px;"> +<img src="images/image_013_02.jpg" width="232" height="174" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:8em"><a name="FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM" id="FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM"></a><b>FAREWELL TO THE FARM</b></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">The coach is at the door at last;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">The eager children, mounting fast<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And kissing hands, in chorus sing:<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">To house and garden, field and lawn,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">The meadow-gates we swung upon,<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span><span class="i10">To pump and stable, tree and swing,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">And fare you well for evermore,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">O ladder at the hayloft door,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">O hayloft where the cobwebs cling,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">Crack goes the whip, and off we go;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">The trees and houses smaller grow;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Last, round the woody turn we swing:<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"><img src="images/image_014.jpg" width="200" height="233" alt="Illustration" /></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span></p> +<div class="figright" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_015_01.jpg" width="600" height="263" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figright" style="width: 128px;"> +<img src="images/image_015_02.jpg" width="128" height="212" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:8em"><a name="THE_LAND_OF_COUNTERPANE" id="THE_LAND_OF_COUNTERPANE"></a><b>THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE</b></p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">When I was sick and lay a-bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">I had two pillows at my head,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And all my toys beside me lay<br /></span> +<span class="i10">To keep me happy all the day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">And sometimes for an hour or so<br /></span> +<span class="i10">I watched my leaden soldiers go,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">With different uniforms and drills,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Among the bed-clothes, through the hills.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">And sometimes sent my ships in fleets<br /></span> +<span class="i10">All up and down among the sheets;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Or brought my trees and houses out,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And planted cities all about.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">I was the giant great and still<br /></span> +<span class="i10">That sits upon the pillow-hill,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And sees before him, dale and plain<br /></span> +<span class="i10">The pleasant Land of Counterpane.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image_016.jpg" width="500" height="674" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="FAIRY_BREAD" id="FAIRY_BREAD"></a>FAIRY BREAD</h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">Come up here, O dusty feet!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here is fairy bread to eat<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">Here in my retiring room,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Children, you may dine<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">On the golden smell of broom<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the shade of pine<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">And when you have eaten well,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Fairy stories hear and tell.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_017_01.jpg" width="600" height="216" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 377px;"> +<img src="images/image_017_02.jpg" width="377" height="139" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_017_03.jpg" width="250" height="484" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:3em"><a name="ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME" id="ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME"></a><b>ESCAPE</b><br /> + <span style="margin-left:2em"><b>AT</b></span><br /> + <span style="margin-left:7em"><b>BEDTIME</b></span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i16">The lights from the parlor and kitchen shone out<br /></span> +<span class="i18">Through the blinds and the windows and bars;<br /></span> +<span class="i16">And high over head and all moving about,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">There were thousands of millions of stars.<br /></span> +<span class="i16">There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">Nor of people in church or the Park,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">And that glittered and winked in the dark.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i16">The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter and all,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">And the star of the sailor, and Mars,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">These shone in the sky, and the pail by the wall<br /></span> +<span class="i18">Would be half full of water and stars.<br /></span> +<span class="i16">They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">And they soon had me packed into bed;<br /></span> +<span class="i16">But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">And the stars going round in my head.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_018.jpg" width="150" height="253" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_019_01.jpg" width="600" height="217" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 195px;"> +<img src="images/image_019_02.jpg" width="195" height="232" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left: 12em"><a name="A_GOOD_PLAY" id="A_GOOD_PLAY"></a><b>A GOOD PLAY</b></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">We built a ship upon the stairs<br /></span> +<span class="i10">All made of the back-bedroom chairs,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And filled it full of sofa pillows<br /></span> +<span class="i10">To go a-sailing on the billows.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">We took a saw and several nails,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And water in the nursery pails;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And Tom said, "Let us also take<br /></span> +<span class="i10">An apple and a slice of cake;"—<br /></span> +<span class="i10">Which was enough for Tom and me<br /></span> +<span class="i10">To go a-sailing on, till tea.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">We sailed along for days and days,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">And had the very best of plays;<br /></span> +<span class="i10">But Tom fell out and hurt his knee,<br /></span> +<span class="i10">So there was no one left but me.<br /></span> + + +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_020_01.jpg" width="600" height="271" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 222px;"> +<img src="images/image_020_02.jpg" width="222" height="60" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="MARCHING_SONG" id="MARCHING_SONG"></a>MARCHING SONG</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Bring the comb and play upon it!<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Marching, here we come!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Willie cocks his highland bonnet,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Johnnie beats the drum.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Mary Jane commands the party,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Peter leads the rear;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Feet in time, alert and hearty,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Each a Grenadier!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All in the most martial manner<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Marching double-quick;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">While the napkin like a banner<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Waves upon the stick!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Here's enough of fame and pillage,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Great commander Jane!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Now that we've been round the village,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Let's go home again.<br /></span> + +</div></div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/image_021.jpg" width="400" height="788" alt=""Boats of mine a-boating"" /> +<span class="caption">"Boats of mine a-boating"</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2><a name="WHERE_GO_THE_BOATS" id="WHERE_GO_THE_BOATS"></a>WHERE GO THE BOATS?</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Dark brown is the river,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Golden is the sand.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">It flows along for ever,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">With trees on either hand.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Green leaves a-floating,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Castles of the foam,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Boats of mine a-boating—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Where will all come home?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">On goes the river<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And out past the mill,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Away down the valley,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Away down the hill.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Away down the river,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">A hundred miles or more,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Other little children<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Shall bring my boats ashore.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span></p> +<h2><a name="THE_HAYLOFT" id="THE_HAYLOFT"></a>THE HAYLOFT</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Through all the pleasant meadow-side<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The grass grew shoulder-high,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Till the shining scythes went far and wide<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And cut it down to dry.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">These green and sweetly smelling crops<br /></span> +<span class="i14">They led in wagons home;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And they piled them here in mountain-tops<br /></span> +<span class="i14">For mountaineers to roam.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Mount Eagle and Mount High;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The mice that in these mountains dwell,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">No happier are than I!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">O what a joy to clamber there,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O what a place for play,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The happy hills of hay!<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p> +<div class="figright" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_024_01.jpg" width="600" height="401" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figright" style="width: 325px;"> +<img src="images/image_024_02.jpg" width="325" height="307" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:8em"><a name="Aunties_Skirts" id="Aunties_Skirts"></a><b>AUNTIE'S</b><br /> +<span style="margin-left:5em"><b>SKIRTS</b></span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i6">Whenever Auntie moves around<br /></span> +<span class="i8">Her dresses make a curious sound.<br /></span> +<span class="i6">They trail behind her up the floor,<br /></span> +<span class="i8">And trundle after through the door.<br /></span> + + +</div></div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_MOON" id="THE_MOON"></a> +<img src="images/image_025_01.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 144px;"> +<img src="images/image_025_02.jpg" width="144" height="460" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">She shines on thieves on the garden wall,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">On streets and fields and harbor quays,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The howling dog by the door of the house,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The bat that lies in bed at noon,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All love to be out by the light of the moon.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">But all of the things that belong to the day<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And flowers and children close their eyes<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Till up in the morning the sun shall rise.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_026.jpg" width="600" height="267" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="THE_COW" id="THE_COW"></a>THE COW</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The friendly cow all red and white,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">I love with all my heart:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">She gives me cream with all her might,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">To eat with apple-tart.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">She wanders lowing here and there,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And yet she cannot stray,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All in the pleasant open air,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The pleasant light of day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And blown by all the winds that pass<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And wet with all the showers,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">She walks among the meadow grass<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And eats the meadow flowers.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_027.jpg" width="600" height="407" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="FOREIGN_LANDS" id="FOREIGN_LANDS"></a>FOREIGN LANDS</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Up into the cherry tree<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Who should climb but little me?<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I held the trunk with both my hands<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And looked abroad on foreign lands.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I saw the next door garden lie,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Adorned with flowers, before my eye,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And many pleasant places more<br /></span> +<span class="i12">That I had never seen before.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I saw the dimpling river pass<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And be the sky's blue looking-glass;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The dusty roads go up and down<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With people tramping into town.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">If I could find a higher tree<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Farther and farther I should see,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To where the grown-up river slips<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Into the sea among the ships.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">To where the roads on either hand<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Lead onward into fairy land,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where all the children dine at five,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And all the playthings come alive.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_028.jpg" width="600" height="144" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span></p> + + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_029_1.jpg" width="600" height="207" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<h2><a name="SYSTEM" id="SYSTEM"></a>SYSTEM</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Every night my prayers I say,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And get my dinner every day;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And every day that I've been good<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I get an orange after food.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The child that is not clean and neat,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With lots of toys and things to eat,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He is a naughty child, I'm sure—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Or else his dear papa is poor.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_029_2.jpg" width="600" height="141" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2><a name="AT_THE_SEASIDE" id="AT_THE_SEASIDE"></a>AT THE SEASIDE</h2> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_030.jpg" width="600" height="620" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When I was down beside the sea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A wooden spade they gave to me<br /></span> +<span class="i14">To dig the sandy shore.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">My holes were hollow like a cup,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In every hole the sea came up,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Till it could hold no more.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_031_01.jpg" width="600" height="432" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 165px;"> +<img src="images/image_031_02.jpg" width="165" height="267" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + + +<p><a name="HAPPY_THOUGHT" id="HAPPY_THOUGHT"></a></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The world is so full of a number of things,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_032.jpg" width="600" height="206" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="THE_LAND_OF_NOD" id="THE_LAND_OF_NOD"></a>THE LAND OF NOD</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">From breakfast on through all the day<br /></span> +<span class="i12">At home among my friends I stay,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But every night I go abroad<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Afar into the Land of Nod.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All by myself I have to go,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With none to tell me what to do—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All alone beside the streams<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And up the mountain-sides of dreams.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The strangest things are there for me,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Both things to eat and things to see,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And many frightening sights abroad<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Till morning in the Land of Nod.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Try as I like to find the way,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I never can get back by day,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Nor can remember plain and clear<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The curious music that I hear.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span></p> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_033_01.jpg" width="600" height="346" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 254px;"> +<img src="images/image_033_02.jpg" width="254" height="489" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + +<p class="f1"><a name="WINDY_NIGHTS" id="WINDY_NIGHTS"></a><b>WINDY</b> +<br /><span style="margin-left:2em"> +<b>NIGHTS</b></span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Whenever the moon and stars are set,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Whenever the wind is high,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All night long in the dark and wet,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">A man goes riding by.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Late in the night when the fires are out,<br /></span> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></div></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_034_1.jpg" width="600" height="215" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Why does he gallop and gallop about?<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Whenever the trees are crying aloud,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And ships are tossed at sea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By, on the highway, low and loud,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">By at the gallop goes he.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By at the gallop he goes, and then<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By he comes back at the gallop again.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/image_034_2.jpg" width="400" height="109" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_035_1.jpg" width="600" height="329" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="TIME_TO_RISE" id="TIME_TO_RISE"></a>TIME TO RISE</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">A birdie with a yellow bill<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Hopped up on the window sill,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Cocked his shining eye and said:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">'Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?'<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/image_035_2.jpg" width="200" height="198" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 276px;"> +<img src="images/image_036_01.jpg" width="276" height="375" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_036_02.jpg" width="600" height="322" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:18em"><a name="RAIN" id="RAIN"></a><b>RAIN</b></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i16">The rain is raining all around.<br /></span> +<span class="i18">It falls on field and tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">It rains on the umbrellas here,<br /></span> +<span class="i18">And on the ships at sea.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_037.jpg" width="600" height="204" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="FOREIGN_CHILDREN" id="FOREIGN_CHILDREN"></a>FOREIGN CHILDREN</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Little frosty Eskimo,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Little Turk or Japanee,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">O! don't you wish that you were me?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">You have seen the scarlet trees<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the lions over seas;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">You have eaten ostrich eggs,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And turned the turtles off their legs.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Such a life is very fine,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But it's not so nice as mine:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">You must often, as you trod,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Have wearied <i>not</i> to be abroad.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">You have curious things to eat,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I am fed on proper meat;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">You must dwell beyond the foam,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But I am safe and live at home.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_038.jpg" width="600" height="743" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="Looking_Forward" id="Looking_Forward"></a>LOOKING FORWARD</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i14">When I am grown to man's estate<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I shall be very proud and great,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And tell the other girls and boys<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Not to meddle with my toys.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p> +<h2><a name="MY_SHADOW" id="MY_SHADOW"></a>MY SHADOW</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He is very, very like me, from the heels up to the head;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For he sometimes shoots up taller, like an india-rubber ball,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span></p> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/image_040.jpg" width="500" height="689" alt=""I have a little shadow."" /> +<span class="caption">"I have a little shadow."</span> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span></p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">One morning, very early, before the sun was up,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I 'rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy head,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_041.jpg" width="250" height="189" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_042.jpg" width="600" height="212" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_SUNS_TRAVELS" id="THE_SUNS_TRAVELS"></a>THE SUN'S TRAVELS</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The sun is not a-bed when I<br /></span> +<span class="i12">At night upon my pillow lie;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Still round the earth his way he takes,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And morning after morning makes.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">While here at home in shining day,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">We round the sunny garden play,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Each little Indian sleepy-head<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Is being kissed and put to bed.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And when at eve I rise from tea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Day dawns beyond the Atlantic Sea;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And all the children in the West<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Are getting up and being dressed.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span></p> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_043_01.jpg" width="600" height="388" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 189px;"> +<img src="images/image_043_02.jpg" width="189" height="405" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + + +<p class="f1" style="margin-left:10em"><a name="LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER" id="LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER"></a><b>LOOKING-GLASS RIVER</b></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Smooth it slides upon its travel,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Here a wimple, there a gleam—<br /></span> +<span class="i16">O the clean gravel!<br /></span> +<span class="i16">O the smooth stream!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Sailing blossoms, silver fishes,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Paven pools as clear as air—<br /></span> +<span class="i16">How a child wishes<br /></span> +<span class="i16">To live down there!<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_044.jpg" width="600" height="142" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">We can see our colored faces<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Floating on the shaken pool<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Down in cool places,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Dim and very cool;<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Till a wind or water wrinkle,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Dipping marten, plumping trout,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Spreads in a twinkle<br /></span> +<span class="i16">And blots all out.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">See the rings pursue each other;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">All below grows black as night,<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Just as if mother<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Had blown out the light!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Patience, children, just a minute—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">See the spreading circles die;<br /></span> +<span class="i16">The stream and all in it<br /></span> +<span class="i16">Will clear by-and-by.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_045.jpg" width="600" height="455" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_LAMPLIGHTER" id="THE_LAMPLIGHTER"></a>THE LAMPLIGHTER</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And O, before you hurry by with ladder and with light,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span></p> + + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="Singing" id="Singing"></a> +<img src="images/image_047_1.jpg" width="600" height="267" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Of speckled eggs the birdie sings<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And nests among the trees;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The sailor sings of ropes and things<br /></span> +<span class="i14">In ships upon the seas.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The children sing in far Japan,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The children sing in Spain;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The organ with the organ man<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Is singing in the rain.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_047.jpg" width="600" height="202" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_048.jpg" width="600" height="439" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="TRAVEL" id="TRAVEL"></a>TRAVEL</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I should like to rise and go<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the golden apples grow;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where below another sky<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Parrot Islands anchored lie,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And, watched by cockatoos and goats,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Lonely Crusoes building boats;—<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span><span class="i12">Where in sunshine reaching out<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Eastern cities, miles about,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Are with mosque and minaret<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Among sandy gardens set,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the rich goods from near and far<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Hang for sale in the bazaar;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the Great Wall round China goes,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And on one side the desert blows,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And with bell and voice and drum,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Cities on the other hum;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where are forests, hot as fire,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Wide as England, tall as a spire,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Full of apes and cocoa-nuts<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the negro hunters' huts;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the knotty crocodile<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Lies and blinks in the Nile,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the red flamingo flies<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Hunting fish before his eyes;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where in jungles, near and far,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Man-devouring tigers are,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Lying close and giving ear<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span><span class="i12">Lest the hunt be drawing near,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Or a comer-by be seen<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Swinging in a palanquin;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where among the desert sands<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Some deserted city stands,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All its children, sweep and prince,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Grown to manhood ages since,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Not a foot in street or house,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Not a stir of child or mouse,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And when kindly falls the night,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In all the town no spark of light.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">There I'll come when I'm a man<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With a camel caravan;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Light a fire in the gloom<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Of some dusty dining room;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">See the pictures on the walls,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Heroes, fights and festivals<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And in a corner find the toys<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Of the old Egyptian boys.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_028.jpg" width="600" height="144" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/image_051.jpg" width="400" height="629" alt="My bed is like a little boat" /> +<span class="caption">My bed is like a little boat</span> +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2><a name="MY_BED_IS_A_BOAT" id="MY_BED_IS_A_BOAT"></a>MY BED IS A BOAT</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">My bed is like a little boat;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Nurse helps me in when I embark;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">She girds me in my sailor's coat<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And starts me in the dark.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">At night, I go on board and say<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Good night to all my friends on shore;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I shut my eyes and sail away<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And see and hear no more.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And sometimes things to bed I take,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">As prudent sailors have to do;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Perhaps a toy or two.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All night across the dark we steer:<br /></span> +<span class="i14">But when the day returns at last<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Safe in my room, beside the pier,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">I find my vessel fast.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_044.jpg" width="600" height="142" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="KEEPSAKE_MILL" id="KEEPSAKE_MILL"></a>KEEPSAKE MILL</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Over the borders, a sin without pardon,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Breaking the branches and crawling below,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Down by the banks of the river, we go.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Here is the mill with the humming of thunder,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here is the sluice with the race running under—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Marvelous places, though handy to home!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Stiller the note of the birds on the hill;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Years may go by, and the wheel in the river<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Wheel as it wheels for us, children, to-day.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Long after all of the boys are away.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Home from the Indies and home from the ocean,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Heroes and soldiers we all shall come home;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Still we shall find the old mill wheel in motion,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Turning and churning that river to foam.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">You with the bean that I gave when we quarreled,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">I with your marble of Saturday last,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Honored and old and all gaily apparelled,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Here we shall meet and remember the past.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_041.jpg" width="250" height="189" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span></p> + + + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_055.jpg" width="600" height="154" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE" id="THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE"></a>THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When children are playing alone on the green,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In comes the playmate that never was seen.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">When children are happy and lonely and good,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Nobody heard him and nobody saw,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">His is a picture you never could draw,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">When children are happy and playing alone.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He sings when you tinkle the musical glass;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The Friend of the Children is sure to be by!<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">He loves to be little, he hates to be big,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">'Tis he that inhabits the caves that you dig;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">'Tis he when you play with your soldiers of tin<br /></span> +<span class="i12">That sides with the Frenchman and never can win.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">'Tis he, when at night you go off to your bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Bids you go to your sleep and not trouble your head;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For wherever they're lying, in cupboard or shelf,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">'Tis he will take care of your playthings himself.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_005.jpg" width="150" height="242" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span></p> + + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_057.jpg" width="600" height="122" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="MY_SHIP_AND_I" id="MY_SHIP_AND_I"></a>MY SHIP AND I.</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Of a ship that goes a-sailing on the pond;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out<br /></span> +<span class="i14">How to send my vessel sailing on beyond.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">For I mean to grow as little as the dolly at the helm,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And the dolly I intend to come alive;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the vessel goes a divie-divie dive.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And you'll hear the water singing at the prow;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To land upon the island where no dolly was before,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And to fire the penny cannon in the bow.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_018.jpg" width="150" height="253" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_WIND" id="THE_WIND"></a>THE WIND</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I saw you toss the kites on high<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And blow the birds about the sky;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And all around I heard you pass,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Like ladies' skirts across the grass—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, a-blowing all day long!<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I saw the different things you did,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But always you yourself you hid.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I felt you push, I heard you call,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I could not see yourself at all—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, a-blowing all day long,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">O you that are so strong and cold,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">O blower, are you young or old?<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Are you a beast of field and tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Or just a stronger child than me?<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, a-blowing all day long,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span></div></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/image_060.jpg" width="450" height="629" alt=""I felt you push, I heard you call."" /> +<span class="caption">"I felt you push, I heard you call."</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span></p> + + + + + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_028.jpg" width="600" height="144" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="A_GOOD_BOY" id="A_GOOD_BOY"></a>A GOOD BOY</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And I am very happy, for I know that I've been good.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And I must off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">But slumber hold me tightly, till I waken in the dawn,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/image_014.jpg" width="200" height="233" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_029_1.jpg" width="600" height="207" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="GOOD_AND_BAD_CHILDREN" id="GOOD_AND_BAD_CHILDREN"></a>GOOD AND BAD CHILDREN</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Children, you are very little,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And your bones are very brittle;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">If you would grow great and stately,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">You must try to walk sedately.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">You must still be bright and quiet,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And content with simple diet;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And remain, through all bewild'ring,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Innocent and honest children.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Happy hearts and happy faces,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Happy play in grassy places—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">That was how, in ancient ages,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Children grew to kings and sages.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">But the unkind and the unruly,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the sort who eat unduly,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">They must never hope for glory—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Theirs is quite a different story!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Cruel children, crying babies,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All grow up as geese and gabies,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Hated, as their age increases,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By their nephews and their nieces.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/image_064.jpg" width="200" height="235" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_065.jpg" width="600" height="232" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="PICTURE-BOOKS_IN_WINTER" id="PICTURE-BOOKS_IN_WINTER"></a>PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Summer fading, winter comes—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Window robins, winter rooks,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the picture story-books.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Water now is turned to stone<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Nurse and I can walk upon;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Still we find the flowing brooks<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In the picture story-books.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All the pretty things put by<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Wait upon the childrens' eye,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In the picture story-books.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">We may see how all things are,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Seas and cities, near and far,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the flying fairies' looks,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In the picture story-books.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">How am I to sing your praise,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Happy chimney-corner days,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Sitting safe in nursery nooks,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Reading picture story-books?<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/image_066.jpg" width="200" height="187" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/image_067.jpg" width="450" height="621" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span></p> + +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_055.jpg" width="600" height="154" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_SWING" id="THE_SWING"></a>THE SWING</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">How do you like to go up in a swing,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Up in the air so blue?<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Ever a child can do!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Up in the air and over the wall,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Till I can see so wide,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Rivers and trees and cattle and all<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Over the countryside—<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Till I look down on the garden green,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Down on the roof so brown—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Up in the air I go flying again,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Up in the air and down!<br /></span> + +</div></div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_069.jpg" width="600" height="720" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<h2><a name="A_THOUGHT" id="A_THOUGHT"></a>A THOUGHT</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">It is very nice to think<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The world is full of meat and drink<br /></span> +<span class="i12">With little children saying grace<br /></span> +<span class="i14">In every Christian kind of place.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span></p> +<h2><a name="ARMIES_IN_THE_FIRE" id="ARMIES_IN_THE_FIRE"></a>ARMIES IN THE FIRE</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The lamps now glitter down the street;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Faintly sound the falling feet<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the blue even slowly falls<br /></span> +<span class="i12">About the garden trees and walls.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Now in the falling of the gloom<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The red fire paints the empty room;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And warmly on the roof it looks,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And flickers on the backs of books.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Armies march by tower and spire<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Of cities blazing, in the fire;—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Till as I gaze with staring eyes,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The armies fade, the lustre dies.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Then once again the glow returns;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Again the phantom city burns;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And down the red-hot valley, lo!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The phantom armies marching go!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Blinking embers, tell me true<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where are those armies marching to,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And what the burning city is<br /></span> +<span class="i12">That crumbles in your furnaces!<br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_071.jpg" width="600" height="229" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="MY_KINGDOM" id="MY_KINGDOM"></a>MY KINGDOM</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Down by a shining water well<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I found a very little dell,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">No higher than my head.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The heather and the gorse about<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In summer bloom were coming out,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Some yellow and some red.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I called the little pool a sea;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The little hills were big to me;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">For I am very small.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I made a boat, I made a town,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I searched the caverns up and down,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And named them one and all.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And all about was mine, I said,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The little sparrows overhead,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The little minnows, too.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">This was the world and I was king;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For me the bees came by to sing,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">For me the swallows flew.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">I played there were no deeper seas,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Nor any wider plains than these,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Nor other kings than me.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">At last I heard my mother call<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Out from the house at evenfall,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">To call me home to tea.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">And I must rise and leave my dell,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And leave my dimpled water well,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And leave my heather blooms.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Alas! and as my home I neared,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">How very big my nurse appeared,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">How great and cool the rooms!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/image_073.jpg" width="450" height="741" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span></p> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_028.jpg" width="600" height="144" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="SHADOW_MARCH" id="SHADOW_MARCH"></a>SHADOW MARCH</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All round the house is the jet-black night;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">It stares through the window-pane;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And it moves with the moving flame.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Now my little heart goes a-beating like a drum,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">With the breath of Bogie in my hair,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And all round the candle the crooked shadows come,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And go marching along up the stair.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The shadow of the balusters, the shadow of the lamp,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The shadow of the child that goes to bed—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All the wicked shadows coming, tramp, tramp, tramp,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">With the black night overhead.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_044.jpg" width="600" height="142" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="WINTER-TIME" id="WINTER-TIME"></a>WINTER-TIME</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Blinks but an hour or two; and then,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A blood-red orange, sets again.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Before the stars have left the skies,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">At morning in the dark I rise;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And shivering in my nakedness,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By the cold candle, bathe and dress.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Close by the jolly fire I sit<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To warm my frozen bones a bit;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Or with a reindeer-sled, explore<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The colder countries round the door.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When to go out, my nurse doth wrap<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Me in my comforter and cap;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The cold wind burns my face and blows<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Its frosty pepper up my nose.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Black are my steps on silver sod;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And tree and house, and hill and lake,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Are frosted like a wedding-cake.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_076.jpg" width="250" height="179" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_077.jpg" width="600" height="233" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_LITTLE_LAND" id="THE_LITTLE_LAND"></a>THE LITTLE LAND</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When at home alone I sit<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And am very tired of it,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I have just to shut my eyes<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To go sailing through the skies—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To go sailing far away<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To the pleasant Land of play;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To the fairy land afar<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the Little People are;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the clover-tops are trees,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the rain-pools are the seas,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the leaves like little ships<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Sail about on tiny trips;<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span><span class="i12">And above the daisy tree<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Through the grasses,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">High o'erhead the Bumble Bee<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Hums and passes.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">In that forest to and fro<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I can wander, I can go;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">See the spider and the fly,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the ants go marching by<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Carrying parcels with their feet<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Down the green and grassy street.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I can in the sorrel sit<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the ladybird alit.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I can climb the jointed grass;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And on high<br /></span> +<span class="i12">See the greater swallows pass<br /></span> +<span class="i14">In the sky,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the round sun rolling by<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Heeding no such things as I.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Through that forest I can pass<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span><span class="i12">Till, as in a looking-glass,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Humming fly and daisy tree<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And my tiny self I see,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Painted very clear and neat<br /></span> +<span class="i12">On the rain-pool at my feet.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Should a leaflet come to land<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Drifting near to where I stand,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Straight I'll board that tiny boat<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Round the rain-pool sea to float.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Little thoughtful creatures sit<br /></span> +<span class="i12">On the grassy coasts of it;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Little things with lovely eyes<br /></span> +<span class="i12">See me sailing with surprise.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Some are clad in armour green—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">(These have sure to battle been!)—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Some are pied with ev'ry hue,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Black and crimson, gold and blue;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Some have wings and swift are gone;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But they all look kindly on.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When my eyes I once again<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Open, and see all things plain;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">High bare walls, great bare floor;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Great big knobs on drawer and door;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Great big people perched on chairs,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Stitching tucks and mending tears,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Each a hill that I could climb,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And talking nonsense all the time—<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O dear me,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">That I could be<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A sailor on the rain-pool sea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A climber in, the clover tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And just come back, a sleepy-head,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Late at night to go to bed.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_041.jpg" width="250" height="189" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_057.jpg" width="600" height="122" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="IN_PORT" id="IN_PORT"></a>IN PORT</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Last, to the chamber where I lie<br /></span> +<span class="i12">My fearful footsteps patter nigh,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And come from out the cold and gloom<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Into my warm and cheerful room.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">There, safe arrived, we turn about<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To keep the coming shadows out,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And close the happy door at last<br /></span> +<span class="i12">On all the perils that we passed.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Then, when mamma goes by to bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">She shall come in with tip-toe tread,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And see me lying warm and fast<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And in the Land of Nod at last.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_082.jpg" width="600" height="442" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<p> </p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_071.jpg" width="600" height="229" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="NIGHT_AND_DAY" id="NIGHT_AND_DAY"></a>NIGHT AND DAY</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">When the golden day is done,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Through the closing portal,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Child and garden, flower and sun,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Vanish all things mortal.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">As the blinding showers fall,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">As the rays diminish,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Under evening's cloak they all<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Roll away and vanish.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Garden darkened, daisy shut,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Child in bed, they slumber—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Glow-worm in the highway rut,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Mice among the lumber.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">In the darkness houses shine,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Parents move with candles<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Till on all, the night divine<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Turns the bedroom handles.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Till at last the day begins<br /></span> +<span class="i14">In the east a-breaking,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In the hedges and the whins<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Sleeping birds a-waking.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">In the darkness shapes of things,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Houses, trees and hedges,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Clearer grow; and sparrow's wings<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Beat on window ledges.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">These shall wake the yawning maid,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">She the door shall open—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Finding dew on garden glade<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And the morning broken.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">There my garden grows again<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Green and rosy painted,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">As at eve behind the pane<br /></span> +<span class="i14">From my eyes it fainted.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Just as it was shut away,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Toy-like, in the even,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here I see it glow with day<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Under glowing heaven.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Every path and every plot,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Every bush of roses,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Every blue forget-me-not<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Where the dew reposes.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">'Up! they cry, 'the day is come<br /></span> +<span class="i14">On the smiling valleys;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">We have beat the morning drum;<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Playmate, join your allies!'<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_018.jpg" width="150" height="253" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/image_066.jpg" width="200" height="187" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="NEST_EGGS" id="NEST_EGGS"></a>NEST EGGS</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Birds all the sunny day<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Flutter and quarrel<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here in the arbor-like<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Tent of the laurel.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Here in the fork<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The brown nest is seated;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Four little blue eggs<br /></span> +<span class="i14">The mother keeps heated.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">While we stand watching her,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Staring like gabies,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Safe in each egg are the<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Bird's little babies.<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Soon the frail eggs they shall<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Chip, and upspringing<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Make all the April woods<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Merry with singing.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Younger than we are,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">O children, and frailer,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Soon in blue air they'll be,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Singer and sailor.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">We, so much older,<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Taller and stronger,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">We shall look down on the<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Birdies no longer.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">They shall go flying<br /></span> +<span class="i14">With musical speeches<br /></span> +<span class="i12">High over head in the<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Tops of the beeches.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">In spite of our wisdom<br /></span> +<span class="i14">And sensible talking,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">We on our feet must go<br /></span> +<span class="i14">Plodding and walking.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_055.jpg" width="600" height="154" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="THE_FLOWERS" id="THE_FLOWERS"></a>THE FLOWERS</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">All the names I know from nurse:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And the Lady Hollyhock.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Fairy places, fairy things,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Tiny trees for tiny dames—<br /></span> +<span class="i12">These must all be fairy names!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Tiny woods below whose boughs<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Shady fairies weave a house;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where the braver fairies climb!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Fair are grown-up people's trees,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But the fairest woods are these;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where if I were not so tall,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I should live for good and all.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_044.jpg" width="600" height="142" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="FROM_A_RAILWAY_CARRIAGE" id="FROM_A_RAILWAY_CARRIAGE"></a>FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Faster than fairies, faster than witches,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And charging along like troops in a battle,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All through the meadows the horses and cattle:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All of the sights of the hill and the plain<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Fly as thick as driving rain;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And ever again in the wink of an eye,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Painted stations whistle by.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All by himself and gathering brambles;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And there is the green for stringing the daisies!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Here is a cart run away in the road<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Lumping along with man and load;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And here is a mill and there is a river,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Each a glimpse and gone forever!<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_055.jpg" width="600" height="154" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> +<h2><a name="MY_TREASURES" id="MY_TREASURES"></a>MY TREASURES</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where all my lead soldiers are lying at rest,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Were gathered in autumn by nursie and me<br /></span> +<span class="i12">In a wood with a well by the side of the sea.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">This whistle we made (and how clearly it sounds!)<br /></span> +<span class="i12">By the side of a field at the end of the grounds.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Of a branch of a plane, with a knife of my own,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">It was nursie who made it, and nursie alone!<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The stone, with the white and the yellow and grey,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">We discovered I cannot tell <i>how</i> far away;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And I carried it back although weary and cold,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For though father denies it, I'm sure it is gold.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">But of all of my treasures the last is the king,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">For there's very few children possess such a thing;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And that is a chisel, both handle and blade,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Which a man who was really a carpenter made.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/image_041.jpg" width="250" height="189" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_057.jpg" width="600" height="122" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="BLOCK_CITY" id="BLOCK_CITY"></a>BLOCK CITY</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">What are you able to build with your blocks?<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Castles and palaces, temples and docks.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Rain may keep raining and others go roam,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">But I can be happy and building at home.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">There I'll establish a city for me:<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And a harbor as well where my vessels may ride.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Great is the palace with pillar and wall,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">A sort of a tower on the top of it all,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And steps coming down in an orderly way<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To where my toy vessels lay safe in the bay.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">This one is sailing and that one is moored:<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span><span class="i12">Hark to the song of the sailors on board!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And see the steps of my palace, the kings<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Coming and going with presents and things!<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Now I have done with it, down let it go!<br /></span> +<span class="i12">All in a moment the town is laid low.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Block upon block lying scattered and free,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">What is there left of my town by the sea?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Yet as I saw it, I see it again,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And as long as I live and where'er I may be,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">I'll always remember my town by the sea.<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_005.jpg" width="150" height="242" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/image_028.jpg" width="600" height="144" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + + + + +<h2><a name="THE_GARDENER" id="THE_GARDENER"></a>THE GARDENER</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">The gardener does not love to talk,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He makes me keep the gravel walk;<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And when he puts his tools away,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He locks the door and takes the key.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Away behind the currant row<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Where no one else but cook may go,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Far in the plots, I see him dig,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Old and serious, brown and big.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">He digs the flowers, green, red and blue,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">Nor wishes to be spoken to.<br /></span> +<span class="i12">He digs the flowers and cuts the hay,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And never seems to want to play.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Silly gardener! summer goes,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">And winter comes with pinching toes,<br /></span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span><span class="i12">When in the garden bare and brown<br /></span> +<span class="i12">You must lay your barrow down.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i12">Well now, and while the summer stays,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To profit by these garden days,<br /></span> +<span class="i12">O how much wiser you would be<br /></span> +<span class="i12">To play at Indian wars with me!<br /></span> +</div></div> +<p> </p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/image_018.jpg" width="150" height="253" alt="Illustration" /> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES***</p> +<p>******* This file should be named 19722-h.txt or 19722-h.zip *******</p> +<p>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in:<br /> +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/9/7/2/19722">http://www.gutenberg.org/1/9/7/2/19722</a></p> +<p>Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed.</p> + +<p>Creating the works from public domain 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: A Child's Garden of Verses + + +Author: Robert Louis Stevenson + + + +Release Date: November 6, 2006 [eBook #19722] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES*** + + +E-text prepared by Joseph R. Hauser, Sankar Viswanathan, and the Project +Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team (https://www.pgdp.net/) + + + +Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this + file which includes the original illustrations. + See 19722-h.htm or 19722-h.zip: + (https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/9/7/2/19722/19722-h/19722-h.htm) + or + (https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/9/7/2/19722/19722-h.zip) + + + + + +A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES + +by + +ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSoN + +Illustrated by Myrtle Sheldon + + + + + + + +M. A. Donohue & Co. +Chicago +Copyright 1916 +by +M. A. Donohue and Company + + + + + +BY WAY of INTRODUCTION + +[Illustration] + + +Nothing has ever been written that appeals to a child's nature more +than "A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES." It is written in a simple verse +that a child can readily understand. It was one of the earlier efforts +of the author, Robert Louis Stevenson, a Scotchman by birth, who, +owing to ill-health, became a world traveler. During his travels he +visited the United States, spending a year among our famous resorts. +Later he visited Australia and the South Sea Islands, which climate +agreed with him to such an extent that he finally settled down and +made his home on the island of Samoa. He continued his travels from +that point, often visiting the Hawaiian Islands, Australia and New +Zealand. He formed a strong friendship for the natives of Samoa, and +did a great deal to improve their conditions. He died on the island, +and at his own request was buried on the top of one of its beautiful +mountains, with the following lines upon his tomb: + + _Here he lies, where he longed to be; + Home is the Sailor, home from the sea, + And the hunter home from the hill._ + +[Illustration] + + + + + +CONTENTS + +[Illustration] + + + BED IN SUMMER + + YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT + + PIRATE STORY + + FAREWELL TO THE FARM + + THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE + + FAIRY BREAD + + ESCAPE AT BEDTIME + + A GOOD PLAY + + MARCHING SONG + + WHERE GO THE BOATS + + THE HAYLOFT + + AUNTIE'S SKIRTS + + THE MOON + + THE COW + + FOREIGN LANDS + + SYSTEM + + AT THE SEASIDE + + HAPPY THOUGHT + + THE LAND OF NOD + + WINDY NIGHTS + + TIME TO RISE + + RAIN + + FOREIGN CHILDREN + + LOOKING FORWARD + + MY SHADOW + + THE SUN'S TRAVELS + + LOOKING-GLASS RIVER + + THE LAMPLIGHTER + + SINGING + + TRAVEL + + MY BED IS A BOAT + + KEEPSAKE MILL + + THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE + + MY SHIP AND I + + THE WIND + + A GOOD BOY + + GOOD AND BAD CHILDREN + + PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER + + THE SWING + + A THOUGHT + + ARMIES IN THE FIRE + + MY KINGDOM + + SHADOW MARCH + + WINTER-TIME + + THE LITTLE LAND + + IN PORT + + NIGHT AND DAY + + NEST EGGS + + THE FLOWERS + + FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE + + MY TREASURES + + BLOCK CITY + + THE GARDENER + + + + +A CHILD'S GARDEN of VERSES + +[Illustration] + +BED IN SUMMER + + + In winter I get up at night, + And dress by yellow candle light. + In summer quite the other way, + I have to go to bed by day. + + I have to go to bed and see + The birds still hopping on the tree, + Or hear the grown-up people's feet, + Still going past me in the street. + +[Illustration] + + And does it not seem hard to you, + When all the sky is clear and blue, + And I should like so much to play, + To have to go to bed by day? + + + + +YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT + + + All night long and every night, + When my mamma puts out the light + I see the people marching by, + As plain as day, before my eye. + + Armies and emperors and kings, + All carrying different kinds of things, + And marching in so grand a way, + You never saw the like by day. + + So fine a show was never seen + At the great circus on the green; + For every kind beast and man + Is marching in that caravan. + + At first they move a little slow, + But still the faster on they go, + And still beside them close I keep + Until we reach the Town of Sleep. + +[Illustration] + + + + +PIRATE STORY + + + Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing. + Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea. + Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring, + And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea. + + Where shall we adventure, to-day that we're afloat, + Wary of the weather and steering by a star? + Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat, + To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar? + + Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea-- + Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar! + Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be, + The wicket is the harbor and the garden is the shore. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +FAREWELL TO THE FARM + + + The coach is at the door at last; + The eager children, mounting fast + And kissing hands, in chorus sing: + Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! + + To house and garden, field and lawn, + The meadow-gates we swung upon, + To pump and stable, tree and swing, + Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! + + And fare you well for evermore, + O ladder at the hayloft door, + O hayloft where the cobwebs cling, + Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! + + Crack goes the whip, and off we go; + The trees and houses smaller grow; + Last, round the woody turn we swing: + Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE + + + When I was sick and lay a-bed, + I had two pillows at my head, + And all my toys beside me lay + To keep me happy all the day. + + And sometimes for an hour or so + I watched my leaden soldiers go, + With different uniforms and drills, + Among the bed-clothes, through the hills. + + And sometimes sent my ships in fleets + All up and down among the sheets; + Or brought my trees and houses out, + And planted cities all about. + + I was the giant great and still + That sits upon the pillow-hill, + And sees before him, dale and plain + The pleasant Land of Counterpane. + +[Illustration] + + Come up here, O dusty feet! + Here is fairy bread to eat + + Here in my retiring room, + Children, you may dine + + On the golden smell of broom + And the shade of pine + + And when you have eaten well, + Fairy stories hear and tell. + +[Illustration] + + + + +ESCAPE AT BEDTIME + + + The lights from the parlor and kitchen shone out + Through the blinds and the windows and bars; + And high over head and all moving about, + There were thousands of millions of stars. + There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree, + Nor of people in church or the Park, + As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me, + And that glittered and winked in the dark. + + The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter and all, + And the star of the sailor, and Mars, + These shone in the sky, and the pail by the wall + Would be half full of water and stars. + They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries, + And they soon had me packed into bed; + But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes, + And the stars going round in my head. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +A GOOD PLAY + + + We built a ship upon the stairs + All made of the back-bedroom chairs, + And filled it full of sofa pillows + To go a-sailing on the billows. + + We took a saw and several nails, + And water in the nursery pails; + And Tom said, "Let us also take + An apple and a slice of cake;"-- + Which was enough for Tom and me + To go a-sailing on, till tea. + + We sailed along for days and days, + And had the very best of plays; + But Tom fell out and hurt his knee, + So there was no one left but me. + +[Illustration] + + + + +MARCHING SONG + + + Bring the comb and play upon it! + Marching, here we come! + Willie cocks his highland bonnet, + Johnnie beats the drum. + + Mary Jane commands the party, + Peter leads the rear; + Feet in time, alert and hearty, + Each a Grenadier! + + All in the most martial manner + Marching double-quick; + While the napkin like a banner + Waves upon the stick! + + Here's enough of fame and pillage, + Great commander Jane! + Now that we've been round the village, + Let's go home again. + +[Illustration: "_Boats of mine a-boating_"] + + + + +WHERE GO THE BOATS? + + + Dark brown is the river, + Golden is the sand. + It flows along for ever, + With trees on either hand. + + Green leaves a-floating, + Castles of the foam, + Boats of mine a-boating-- + Where will all come home? + + On goes the river + And out past the mill, + Away down the valley, + Away down the hill. + + Away down the river, + A hundred miles or more, + Other little children + Shall bring my boats ashore. + + + + +THE HAYLOFT + + + Through all the pleasant meadow-side + The grass grew shoulder-high, + Till the shining scythes went far and wide + And cut it down to dry. + + These green and sweetly smelling crops + They led in wagons home; + And they piled them here in mountain-tops + For mountaineers to roam. + + Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail, + Mount Eagle and Mount High;-- + The mice that in these mountains dwell, + No happier are than I! + + O what a joy to clamber there, + O what a place for play, + With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air, + The happy hills of hay! + +[Illustration] + + + + +AUNTIE'S SKIRTS + + + Whenever Auntie moves around + Her dresses make a curious sound. + They trail behind her up the floor, + And trundle after through the door. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE MOON + + + The moon has a face like the clock in the hall; + She shines on thieves on the garden wall, + On streets and fields and harbor quays, + And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees. + + The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse, + The howling dog by the door of the house, + The bat that lies in bed at noon, + All love to be out by the light of the moon. + + But all of the things that belong to the day + Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way; + And flowers and children close their eyes + Till up in the morning the sun shall rise. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE COW + + + The friendly cow all red and white, + I love with all my heart: + She gives me cream with all her might, + To eat with apple-tart. + + She wanders lowing here and there, + And yet she cannot stray, + All in the pleasant open air, + The pleasant light of day. + + And blown by all the winds that pass + And wet with all the showers, + She walks among the meadow grass + And eats the meadow flowers. + +[Illustration] + + + + +FOREIGN LANDS + + + Up into the cherry tree + Who should climb but little me? + I held the trunk with both my hands + And looked abroad on foreign lands. + + I saw the next door garden lie, + Adorned with flowers, before my eye, + And many pleasant places more + That I had never seen before. + + I saw the dimpling river pass + And be the sky's blue looking-glass; + The dusty roads go up and down + With people tramping into town. + + If I could find a higher tree + Farther and farther I should see, + To where the grown-up river slips + Into the sea among the ships. + + To where the roads on either hand + Lead onward into fairy land, + Where all the children dine at five, + And all the playthings come alive. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +SYSTEM + + + Every night my prayers I say, + And get my dinner every day; + And every day that I've been good + I get an orange after food. + + The child that is not clean and neat, + With lots of toys and things to eat, + He is a naughty child, I'm sure-- + Or else his dear papa is poor. + +[Illustration] + + + + +AT THE SEASIDE + + + When I was down beside the sea, + A wooden spade they gave to me + To dig the sandy shore. + My holes were hollow like a cup, + In every hole the sea came up, + Till it could hold no more. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +HAPPY THOUGHT + + + The world is so full of a number of things, + I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE LAND OF NOD + + + From breakfast on through all the day + At home among my friends I stay, + But every night I go abroad + Afar into the Land of Nod. + + All by myself I have to go, + With none to tell me what to do-- + All alone beside the streams + And up the mountain-sides of dreams. + + The strangest things are there for me, + Both things to eat and things to see, + And many frightening sights abroad + Till morning in the Land of Nod. + + Try as I like to find the way, + I never can get back by day, + Nor can remember plain and clear + The curious music that I hear. + +[Illustration] + + + + +WINDY NIGHTS + + + Whenever the moon and stars are set, + Whenever the wind is high, + All night long in the dark and wet, + A man goes riding by. + Late in the night when the fires are out, + +[Illustration] + + Why does he gallop and gallop about? + Whenever the trees are crying aloud, + And ships are tossed at sea, + By, on the highway, low and loud, + By at the gallop goes he. + By at the gallop he goes, and then + By he comes back at the gallop again. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +TIME TO RISE + + + A birdie with a yellow bill + Hopped up on the window sill, + Cocked his shining eye and said: + 'Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?' + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +RAIN + + + The rain is raining all around. + It falls on field and tree, + It rains on the umbrellas here, + And on the ships at sea. + +[Illustration] + + + + +FOREIGN CHILDREN + + + Little Indian, Sioux or Crow, + Little frosty Eskimo, + Little Turk or Japanee, + O! don't you wish that you were me? + + You have seen the scarlet trees + And the lions over seas; + You have eaten ostrich eggs, + And turned the turtles off their legs. + + Such a life is very fine, + But it's not so nice as mine: + You must often, as you trod, + Have wearied _not_ to be abroad. + + You have curious things to eat, + I am fed on proper meat; + You must dwell beyond the foam, + But I am safe and live at home. + +[Illustration] + + + + +LOOKING FORWARD + + + When I am grown to man's estate + I shall be very proud and great, + And tell the other girls and boys + Not to meddle with my toys. + + + + +MY SHADOW + + + I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, + And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. + He is very, very like me, from the heels up to the head; + And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. + + The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow-- + Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; + For he sometimes shoots up taller, like an india-rubber ball, + And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all. + +[Illustration: "_I have a little shadow._"] + + He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play, + And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. + He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see; + I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! + + One morning, very early, before the sun was up, + I 'rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; + But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy head, + Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE SUN'S TRAVELS + + + The sun is not a-bed when I + At night upon my pillow lie; + Still round the earth his way he takes, + And morning after morning makes. + + While here at home in shining day, + We round the sunny garden play, + Each little Indian sleepy-head + Is being kissed and put to bed. + + And when at eve I rise from tea, + Day dawns beyond the Atlantic Sea; + And all the children in the West + Are getting up and being dressed. + +[Illustration] + + + + +LOOKING-GLASS RIVER + + + Smooth it slides upon its travel, + Here a wimple, there a gleam-- + O the clean gravel! + O the smooth stream! + + Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, + Paven pools as clear as air-- + How a child wishes + To live down there! + +[Illustration] + + We can see our colored faces + Floating on the shaken pool + Down in cool places, + Dim and very cool; + + Till a wind or water wrinkle, + Dipping marten, plumping trout, + Spreads in a twinkle + And blots all out. + + See the rings pursue each other; + All below grows black as night, + Just as if mother + Had blown out the light! + + Patience, children, just a minute-- + See the spreading circles die; + The stream and all in it + Will clear by-and-by. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE LAMPLIGHTER + + + My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky; + It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by; + For every night at teatime and before you take your seat, + With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street. + + Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea, + And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be; + But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do, + O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you! + + For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door, + And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more; + And O, before you hurry by with ladder and with light, + O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night! + +[Illustration] + + + + +SINGING + + + Of speckled eggs the birdie sings + And nests among the trees; + The sailor sings of ropes and things + In ships upon the seas. + + The children sing in far Japan, + The children sing in Spain; + The organ with the organ man + Is singing in the rain. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +TRAVEL + + + I should like to rise and go + Where the golden apples grow;-- + Where below another sky + Parrot Islands anchored lie, + And, watched by cockatoos and goats, + Lonely Crusoes building boats;-- + Where in sunshine reaching out + Eastern cities, miles about, + Are with mosque and minaret + Among sandy gardens set, + And the rich goods from near and far + Hang for sale in the bazaar;-- + Where the Great Wall round China goes, + And on one side the desert blows, + And with bell and voice and drum, + Cities on the other hum;-- + Where are forests, hot as fire, + Wide as England, tall as a spire, + Full of apes and cocoa-nuts + And the negro hunters' huts;-- + Where the knotty crocodile + Lies and blinks in the Nile, + And the red flamingo flies + Hunting fish before his eyes;-- + Where in jungles, near and far, + Man-devouring tigers are, + Lying close and giving ear + Lest the hunt be drawing near, + Or a comer-by be seen + Swinging in a palanquin;-- + Where among the desert sands + Some deserted city stands, + All its children, sweep and prince, + Grown to manhood ages since, + Not a foot in street or house, + Not a stir of child or mouse, + And when kindly falls the night, + In all the town no spark of light. + There I'll come when I'm a man + With a camel caravan; + Light a fire in the gloom + Of some dusty dining room; + See the pictures on the walls, + Heroes, fights and festivals + And in a corner find the toys + Of the old Egyptian boys. + +[Illustration] + + + + +MY BED IS A BOAT + +[Illustration: _My bed is like a little boat_] + + + My bed is like a little boat; + Nurse helps me in when I embark; + She girds me in my sailor's coat + And starts me in the dark. + + At night, I go on board and say + Good night to all my friends on shore; + I shut my eyes and sail away + And see and hear no more. + + And sometimes things to bed I take, + As prudent sailors have to do; + Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake, + Perhaps a toy or two. + + All night across the dark we steer: + But when the day returns at last + Safe in my room, beside the pier, + I find my vessel fast. + +[Illustration] + + + + +KEEPSAKE MILL + + + Over the borders, a sin without pardon, + Breaking the branches and crawling below, + Out through the breach in the wall of the garden, + Down by the banks of the river, we go. + + Here is the mill with the humming of thunder, + Here is the weir with the wonder of foam, + Here is the sluice with the race running under-- + Marvelous places, though handy to home! + + Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller, + Stiller the note of the birds on the hill; + Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller, + Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill. + + Years may go by, and the wheel in the river + Wheel as it wheels for us, children, to-day. + Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever + Long after all of the boys are away. + + Home from the Indies and home from the ocean, + Heroes and soldiers we all shall come home; + Still we shall find the old mill wheel in motion, + Turning and churning that river to foam. + + You with the bean that I gave when we quarreled, + I with your marble of Saturday last, + Honored and old and all gaily apparelled, + Here we shall meet and remember the past. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE + + + When children are playing alone on the green, + In comes the playmate that never was seen. + When children are happy and lonely and good, + The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood. + + Nobody heard him and nobody saw, + His is a picture you never could draw, + But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home, + When children are happy and playing alone. + + He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass, + He sings when you tinkle the musical glass; + Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why, + The Friend of the Children is sure to be by! + + He loves to be little, he hates to be big, + 'Tis he that inhabits the caves that you dig; + 'Tis he when you play with your soldiers of tin + That sides with the Frenchman and never can win. + + 'Tis he, when at night you go off to your bed, + Bids you go to your sleep and not trouble your head; + For wherever they're lying, in cupboard or shelf, + 'Tis he will take care of your playthings himself. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +MY SHIP AND I. + + + O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship, + Of a ship that goes a-sailing on the pond; + And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about; + But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out + How to send my vessel sailing on beyond. + + For I mean to grow as little as the dolly at the helm, + And the dolly I intend to come alive; + And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go, + It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow + And the vessel goes a divie-divie dive. + + O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds, + And you'll hear the water singing at the prow; + For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore, + To land upon the island where no dolly was before, + And to fire the penny cannon in the bow. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE WIND + + + I saw you toss the kites on high + And blow the birds about the sky; + And all around I heard you pass, + Like ladies' skirts across the grass-- + O wind, a-blowing all day long! + O wind, that sings so loud a song! + + I saw the different things you did, + But always you yourself you hid. + I felt you push, I heard you call, + I could not see yourself at all-- + O wind, a-blowing all day long, + O wind, that sings so loud a song! + + O you that are so strong and cold, + O blower, are you young or old? + Are you a beast of field and tree, + Or just a stronger child than me? + O wind, a-blowing all day long, + O wind, that sings so loud a song! + +[Illustration: "_I felt you push, I heard you call._"] + +[Illustration] + + + + +A GOOD BOY + + + I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day, + I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play. + + And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood, + And I am very happy, for I know that I've been good. + + My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair, + And I must off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer. + + I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise, + No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes. + + But slumber hold me tightly, till I waken in the dawn, + And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +GOOD AND BAD CHILDREN + + + Children, you are very little, + And your bones are very brittle; + If you would grow great and stately, + You must try to walk sedately. + + You must still be bright and quiet, + And content with simple diet; + And remain, through all bewild'ring, + Innocent and honest children. + + Happy hearts and happy faces, + Happy play in grassy places-- + That was how, in ancient ages, + Children grew to kings and sages. + + But the unkind and the unruly, + And the sort who eat unduly, + They must never hope for glory-- + Theirs is quite a different story! + + Cruel children, crying babies, + All grow up as geese and gabies, + Hated, as their age increases, + By their nephews and their nieces. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER + + + Summer fading, winter comes-- + Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs, + Window robins, winter rooks, + And the picture story-books. + + Water now is turned to stone + Nurse and I can walk upon; + Still we find the flowing brooks + In the picture story-books. + + All the pretty things put by + Wait upon the childrens' eye, + Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks, + In the picture story-books. + + We may see how all things are, + Seas and cities, near and far, + And the flying fairies' looks, + In the picture story-books. + + How am I to sing your praise, + Happy chimney-corner days, + Sitting safe in nursery nooks, + Reading picture story-books? + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE SWING + + + How do you like to go up in a swing, + Up in the air so blue? + Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing + Ever a child can do! + + Up in the air and over the wall, + Till I can see so wide, + Rivers and trees and cattle and all + Over the countryside-- + + Till I look down on the garden green, + Down on the roof so brown-- + Up in the air I go flying again, + Up in the air and down! + +[Illustration] + + + + +A THOUGHT + + + It is very nice to think + The world is full of meat and drink + With little children saying grace + In every Christian kind of place. + + + + +ARMIES IN THE FIRE + + + The lamps now glitter down the street; + Faintly sound the falling feet + And the blue even slowly falls + About the garden trees and walls. + + Now in the falling of the gloom + The red fire paints the empty room; + And warmly on the roof it looks, + And flickers on the backs of books. + + Armies march by tower and spire + Of cities blazing, in the fire;-- + Till as I gaze with staring eyes, + The armies fade, the lustre dies. + + Then once again the glow returns; + Again the phantom city burns; + And down the red-hot valley, lo! + The phantom armies marching go! + + Blinking embers, tell me true + Where are those armies marching to, + And what the burning city is + That crumbles in your furnaces! + +[Illustration] + + + + +MY KINGDOM + + + Down by a shining water well + I found a very little dell, + No higher than my head. + The heather and the gorse about + In summer bloom were coming out, + Some yellow and some red. + + I called the little pool a sea; + The little hills were big to me; + For I am very small. + I made a boat, I made a town, + I searched the caverns up and down, + And named them one and all. + + And all about was mine, I said, + The little sparrows overhead, + The little minnows, too. + This was the world and I was king; + For me the bees came by to sing, + For me the swallows flew. + + I played there were no deeper seas, + Nor any wider plains than these, + Nor other kings than me. + At last I heard my mother call + Out from the house at evenfall, + To call me home to tea. + + And I must rise and leave my dell, + And leave my dimpled water well, + And leave my heather blooms. + Alas! and as my home I neared, + How very big my nurse appeared, + How great and cool the rooms! + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +SHADOW MARCH + + + All round the house is the jet-black night; + It stares through the window-pane; + It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light, + And it moves with the moving flame. + + Now my little heart goes a-beating like a drum, + With the breath of Bogie in my hair, + And all round the candle the crooked shadows come, + And go marching along up the stair. + + The shadow of the balusters, the shadow of the lamp, + The shadow of the child that goes to bed-- + All the wicked shadows coming, tramp, tramp, tramp, + With the black night overhead. + +[Illustration] + + + + +WINTER-TIME + + + Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, + A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; + Blinks but an hour or two; and then, + A blood-red orange, sets again. + + Before the stars have left the skies, + At morning in the dark I rise; + And shivering in my nakedness, + By the cold candle, bathe and dress. + + Close by the jolly fire I sit + To warm my frozen bones a bit; + Or with a reindeer-sled, explore + The colder countries round the door. + + When to go out, my nurse doth wrap + Me in my comforter and cap; + The cold wind burns my face and blows + Its frosty pepper up my nose. + + Black are my steps on silver sod; + Thick blows my frosty breath abroad; + And tree and house, and hill and lake, + Are frosted like a wedding-cake. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE LITTLE LAND + + + When at home alone I sit + And am very tired of it, + I have just to shut my eyes + To go sailing through the skies-- + To go sailing far away + To the pleasant Land of play; + To the fairy land afar + Where the Little People are; + Where the clover-tops are trees, + And the rain-pools are the seas, + And the leaves like little ships + Sail about on tiny trips; + And above the daisy tree + Through the grasses, + High o'erhead the Bumble Bee + Hums and passes. + + In that forest to and fro + I can wander, I can go; + See the spider and the fly, + And the ants go marching by + Carrying parcels with their feet + Down the green and grassy street. + I can in the sorrel sit + Where the ladybird alit. + I can climb the jointed grass; + And on high + See the greater swallows pass + In the sky, + And the round sun rolling by + Heeding no such things as I. + + Through that forest I can pass + Till, as in a looking-glass, + Humming fly and daisy tree + And my tiny self I see, + Painted very clear and neat + On the rain-pool at my feet. + + Should a leaflet come to land + Drifting near to where I stand, + Straight I'll board that tiny boat + Round the rain-pool sea to float. + + Little thoughtful creatures sit + On the grassy coasts of it; + Little things with lovely eyes + See me sailing with surprise. + Some are clad in armour green-- + (These have sure to battle been!)-- + Some are pied with ev'ry hue, + Black and crimson, gold and blue; + Some have wings and swift are gone; + But they all look kindly on. + + When my eyes I once again + Open, and see all things plain; + High bare walls, great bare floor; + Great big knobs on drawer and door; + Great big people perched on chairs, + Stitching tucks and mending tears, + Each a hill that I could climb, + And talking nonsense all the time-- + O dear me, + That I could be + A sailor on the rain-pool sea, + A climber in, the clover tree, + And just come back, a sleepy-head, + Late at night to go to bed. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +IN PORT + + + Last, to the chamber where I lie + My fearful footsteps patter nigh, + And come from out the cold and gloom + Into my warm and cheerful room. + + There, safe arrived, we turn about + To keep the coming shadows out, + And close the happy door at last + On all the perils that we passed. + + Then, when mamma goes by to bed, + She shall come in with tip-toe tread, + And see me lying warm and fast + And in the Land of Nod at last. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +NIGHT AND DAY + + + When the golden day is done, + Through the closing portal, + Child and garden, flower and sun, + Vanish all things mortal. + + As the blinding showers fall, + As the rays diminish, + Under evening's cloak they all + Roll away and vanish. + + Garden darkened, daisy shut, + Child in bed, they slumber-- + Glow-worm in the highway rut, + Mice among the lumber. + + In the darkness houses shine, + Parents move with candles + Till on all, the night divine + Turns the bedroom handles. + + Till at last the day begins + In the east a-breaking, + In the hedges and the whins + Sleeping birds a-waking. + + In the darkness shapes of things, + Houses, trees and hedges, + Clearer grow; and sparrow's wings + Beat on window ledges. + + These shall wake the yawning maid, + She the door shall open-- + Finding dew on garden glade + And the morning broken. + + There my garden grows again + Green and rosy painted, + As at eve behind the pane + From my eyes it fainted. + + Just as it was shut away, + Toy-like, in the even, + Here I see it glow with day + Under glowing heaven. + + Every path and every plot, + Every bush of roses, + Every blue forget-me-not + Where the dew reposes. + + 'Up! they cry, 'the day is come + On the smiling valleys; + We have beat the morning drum; + Playmate, join your allies!' + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +NEST EGGS + + + Birds all the sunny day + Flutter and quarrel + Here in the arbor-like + Tent of the laurel. + + Here in the fork + The brown nest is seated; + Four little blue eggs + The mother keeps heated. + + While we stand watching her, + Staring like gabies, + Safe in each egg are the + Bird's little babies. + + Soon the frail eggs they shall + Chip, and upspringing + Make all the April woods + Merry with singing. + + Younger than we are, + O children, and frailer, + Soon in blue air they'll be, + Singer and sailor. + + We, so much older, + Taller and stronger, + We shall look down on the + Birdies no longer. + + They shall go flying + With musical speeches + High over head in the + Tops of the beeches. + + In spite of our wisdom + And sensible talking, + We on our feet must go + Plodding and walking. + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE FLOWERS + + + All the names I know from nurse: + Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, + Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, + And the Lady Hollyhock. + + Fairy places, fairy things, + Fairy woods where the wild bee wings, + Tiny trees for tiny dames-- + These must all be fairy names! + + Tiny woods below whose boughs + Shady fairies weave a house; + Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme, + Where the braver fairies climb! + + Fair are grown-up people's trees, + But the fairest woods are these; + Where if I were not so tall, + I should live for good and all. + +[Illustration] + + + + +FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE + + + Faster than fairies, faster than witches, + Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; + And charging along like troops in a battle, + All through the meadows the horses and cattle: + All of the sights of the hill and the plain + Fly as thick as driving rain; + And ever again in the wink of an eye, + Painted stations whistle by. + + Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, + All by himself and gathering brambles; + Here is a tramp who stands and gazes; + And there is the green for stringing the daisies! + Here is a cart run away in the road + Lumping along with man and load; + And here is a mill and there is a river, + Each a glimpse and gone forever! + +[Illustration] + + + + +MY TREASURES + + + These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest + Where all my lead soldiers are lying at rest, + Were gathered in autumn by nursie and me + In a wood with a well by the side of the sea. + + This whistle we made (and how clearly it sounds!) + By the side of a field at the end of the grounds. + Of a branch of a plane, with a knife of my own, + It was nursie who made it, and nursie alone! + + The stone, with the white and the yellow and grey, + We discovered I cannot tell _how_ far away; + And I carried it back although weary and cold, + For though father denies it, I'm sure it is gold. + + But of all of my treasures the last is the king, + For there's very few children possess such a thing; + And that is a chisel, both handle and blade, + Which a man who was really a carpenter made. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +BLOCK CITY + + + What are you able to build with your blocks? + Castles and palaces, temples and docks. + Rain may keep raining and others go roam, + But I can be happy and building at home. + + Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea, + There I'll establish a city for me: + A kirk and a mill and a palace beside, + And a harbor as well where my vessels may ride. + + Great is the palace with pillar and wall, + A sort of a tower on the top of it all, + And steps coming down in an orderly way + To where my toy vessels lay safe in the bay. + + This one is sailing and that one is moored: + Hark to the song of the sailors on board! + And see the steps of my palace, the kings + Coming and going with presents and things! + + Now I have done with it, down let it go! + All in a moment the town is laid low. + Block upon block lying scattered and free, + What is there left of my town by the sea? + + Yet as I saw it, I see it again, + The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men + And as long as I live and where'er I may be, + I'll always remember my town by the sea. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE GARDENER + + + The gardener does not love to talk, + He makes me keep the gravel walk; 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