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+Title: A Child's Garden of Verses
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+Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
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+<h1>A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES</h1>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 254px;">
+<img src="images/img002_th.jpg" width="254" height="401" alt="ROBERT LOVIS STEVENSON" title="" />
+<span class="caption">ROBERT LOVIS STEVENSON</span>
+</div>
+
+<p class='center'>
+EDINBVRGH.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;VAILIMA<br />
+1850&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;1894
+</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 318px;">
+<img src="images/img003_th.jpg" width="318" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class='padding'>
+<h1>A CHILD'S<br />
+GARDEN OF<br />
+VERSES</h1>
+
+
+<h2>BY ROBERT
+LOVIS<br />
+STEVENSON</h2>
+
+<h3>ILLVSTRATED&mdash;BY<br />
+CHARLES<br />
+ROBINSON.</h3>
+
+<p class='center'>NEW YORK:<br />
+CHARLES SCRIBNER'S<br />
+SONS</p>
+<p class='center'>
+LONDON:<br />
+IOHN LANE.</p>
+
+<p class='center'>1895</p>
+
+<p class='center'><i>Copyright 1895, by Charles Scribner's Sons</i></p>
+
+<p class='center'><i>All rights reserved</i></p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 321px;">
+<img src="images/img004_th.jpg" width="321" height="186" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>
+TO ALISON CUNNINGHAM<br />
+FROM HER BOY</h2>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img004a_th.jpg" width="52" height="86" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;FOR THE LONG NIGHTS YOU LAY AWAKE<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">AND WATCHED FOR MY UNWORTHY SAKE:<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">FOR YOUR MOST COMFORTABLE HAND<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">THAT LED ME THROUGH THE UNEVEN LAND:<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">FOR ALL THE STORY BOOKS YOU READ:<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">FOR ALL THE PAINS YOU COMFORTED:<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">FOR ALL YOU PITIED, ALL YOU BORE,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">IN SAD AND HAPPY DAYS OF YORE:&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">MY SECOND MOTHER, MY FIRST WIFE.<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">THE ANGEL OF MY INFANT LIFE&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">FROM THE SICK CHILD, NOW WELL AND OLD,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">TAKE, NURSE, THE LITTLE BOOK YOU HOLD!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">AND GRANT IT, HEAVEN, THAT ALL WHO READ<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">MAY FIND AS DEAR A NURSE AT NEED,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">AND EVERY CHILD WHO LISTS MY RHYME,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">IN THE BRIGHT, FIRESIDE, NURSERY CLIME,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">MAY HEAR IT IN AS KIND A VOICE<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">AS MADE MY CHILDISH DAYS REJOICE!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p class='right'><i>R. L. S.</i></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_xi" id="Page_xi">[Pg xi]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 261px;">
+<img src="images/img005_th.jpg" width="261" height="141" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Bed in Summer</i></td><td align='right'><i>Page&nbsp;</i><a href="#BED_IN_SUMMER">3</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>A Thought</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#A_Thought">5</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>At the Seaside</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#At_The_Seaside">6</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Young Night Thought</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Young_Night_Thought">7</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Whole Duty of Children</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#WHOLE_DUTY_OF_CHILDREN">9</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Rain</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#RAIN">10</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Pirate Story</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#PIRATE_STORY">11</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Foreign Lands</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Foreign_Lands">13</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Windy Nights</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Windy_Nights">15</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Travel</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TRAVELS">17</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Singing</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#SINGING">20</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Looking Forward</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Looking_Forward">21</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>A Good Play</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#A_Good_Play">22</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Where Go the Boats?</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#WHERE_GO_THE_BOATS">24</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_xii" id="Page_xii">[Pg xii]</a></span></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Auntie's Skirts</i></td><td align='right'><i>Page&nbsp;</i><a href="#Aunties_Skirts">26</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Land of Counterpane</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#The_Land_of_Counterpane">27</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Land of Nod</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#The_Land_of_Nod">29</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>My Shadow</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MY_SHADOW">32</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>System</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#System">34</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>A Good Boy</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#A_Good_Boy">36</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Escape at Bedtime</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME">38</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Marching Song</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MARCHING-SONG">40</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Cow</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_COW">42</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Happy Thought</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#HAPPY_THOUGHT">44</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Wind</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#The_Wind">45</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Keepsake Mill</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#KEEPSAKE_MILL">47</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Good and Bad Children</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Good_and_Bad_CHILDREN">49</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Foreign Children</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#FOREIGN_CHILDREN">51</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Sun's Travels</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_SUNS_TRAVELS">53</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Lamplighter</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_LAMP-LIGHTER">55</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>My Bed is a Boat</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MY_BED_IS_A_BOAT">57</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Moon</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_MOON">59</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Swing</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_SWING">62</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Time to Rise</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TIME_TO_RISE">64</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Looking-Glass River</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER">65</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Fairy Bread</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#FAIRY_BREAD">67</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>From a Railway Carriage</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#FROM_A_RAILWAY_CARRIAGE">68</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Winter-Time</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#WINTER_TIME">70</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Hayloft</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_HAYLOFT">72</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Farewell to the Farm</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM">74</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_xiii" id="Page_xiii">[Pg xiii]</a></span></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>North-West Passage</i></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>1. <i>Good Night</i></td><td align='right'>Page&nbsp; <a href="#Page_76">76</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>2. <i>Shadow March</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_77">77</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>3. <i>In Port</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_78">78</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 326px;">
+<img src="images/img006_th.jpg" width="326" height="68" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><i>THE CHILD ALONE</i></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Unseen Playmate</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE">81</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>My Ship and I</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MY_SHIP_AND_I">83</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>My Kingdom</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MY_KINGDOM">85</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Picture Books in Winter</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#PICTURE_BOOKS_IN_WINTER">87</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>My Treasures</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#MY_TREASURES">89</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Block City</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#BLOCK_CITY">91</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Land of Story-Books</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_LAND_OF_STORY-BOOKS">93</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Armies in the Fire</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#ARMIES_IN_THE_FIRE">95</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Little Land</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_LITTLE_LAND">97</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 331px;">
+<img src="images/img006a_th.jpg" width="331" height="71" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_xiv" id="Page_xiv">[Pg xiv]</a></span></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>GARDEN DAYS</i></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Night and Day</i></td><td align='right'><i>Page</i> <a href="#NIGHT_AND_DAY">103</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Nest Eggs</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#NEST_EGGS">107</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Flowers</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_FLOWERS">110</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Summer Sun</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#SUMMER_SUN">112</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Dumb Soldier</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_DUMB_SOLDIER">114</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Autumn Fires</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#AUTUMN_FIRES">117</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>The Gardener</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#THE_GARDENER">119</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>Historical Associations</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#HISTORICAL_ASSOCIATIONS">121</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 328px;">
+<img src="images/img007_th.jpg" width="328" height="75" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><i>ENVOYS</i></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To Willie and Henrietta</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_WILLIE_AND_HENRIETTA">125</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To my Mother</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_MY_MOTHER">127</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To Auntie</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_AUNTIE">128</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To Minnie</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_MINNIE">129</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To my Name-Child</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_MY_NAME-CHILD">133</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><i>To any Reader</i></td><td align='right'><a href="#TO_ANY_READER">136</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 325px;">
+<img src="images/img007a_th.jpg" width="325" height="69" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 314px;">
+<img src="images/img008_th.jpg" width="314" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class='padding'>
+<p>
+<i>A CHILD'S<br />
+GARDEN of<br />
+Verses</i><br />
+</p></div>
+<p><br style="clear:both;" /></p>
+<p><i>Copyright 1895, by Charles Scribner's Sons</i></p>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/img009_th.jpg" width="300" height="171" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="BED_IN_SUMMER" id="BED_IN_SUMMER"></a>BED IN SUMMER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In winter I get up at night<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And dress by yellow candle-light.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In summer, quite the other way,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I have to go to bed by day.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I have to go to bed and see<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The birds still hopping on the tree,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or hear the grown-up people's feet<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Still going past me in the street.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 241px;">
+<img src="images/img010_th.jpg" width="241" height="204" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And does it not seem hard to you,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When all the sky is clear and blue,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And I should like so much to play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To have to go to bed by day?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 132px;">
+<img src="images/img010a_th.jpg" width="132" height="84" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 315px;">
+<img src="images/img011_th.jpg" width="315" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="A_Thought" id="A_Thought"></a>A Thought.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">It is very nice to think<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The world is full of meat and drink<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With little children saying grace<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In every Christian kind of place.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 309px;">
+<img src="images/img012_th.jpg" width="309" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="At_The_Seaside" id="At_The_Seaside"></a>At The Seaside.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When I was down beside the sea<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A wooden spade they gave to me<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To dig the sandy shore.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">My holes were empty like a cup,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In every hole the sea came up,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till it could come no more.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 329px;">
+<img src="images/img013_th.jpg" width="329" height="135" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="Young_Night_Thought" id="Young_Night_Thought"></a><span class="smcap">Young Night Thought.</span></h2>
+
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img013b_th.jpg" width="59" height="57" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;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="i0">Armies and emperors and kings,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All carrying different kinds of things,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And marching in so grand a way,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You never saw the like by day.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">So fine a show was never seen,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At the great circus on the green;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For every kind of beast and man<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Is marching in that caravan.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 318px;">
+<img src="images/img013a_th.jpg" width="318" height="75" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">At first they move a little slow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But still the faster on they go,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And still beside them close I keep<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Until we reach the town of Sleep.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 159px;">
+<img src="images/img014_th.jpg" width="159" height="90" alt="THE TOWN OF SLEEP" title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE TOWN OF SLEEP</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 320px;">
+<img src="images/img015_th.jpg" width="320" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="WHOLE_DUTY_OF_CHILDREN" id="WHOLE_DUTY_OF_CHILDREN"></a>WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">A child should always say what's true<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And speak when he is spoken to,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And behave mannerly at table:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At least as far as he is able.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 281px;">
+<img src="images/img016_th.jpg" width="281" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="RAIN" id="RAIN"></a>RAIN</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The rain is raining all around,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">It falls on field and tree,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It rains on the umbrellas here,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And on the ships at sea.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 336px;">
+<img src="images/img017_th.jpg" width="336" height="286" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="PIRATE_STORY" id="PIRATE_STORY"></a>PIRATE STORY</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Where shall we adventure to-day that we're afloat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Wary of the weather and steering by a star?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The wicket is the harbour and the garden the shore.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 328px;">
+<img src="images/img018_th.jpg" width="328" height="172" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 307px;">
+<img src="images/img019_th.jpg" width="307" height="418" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="Foreign_Lands" id="Foreign_Lands"></a><span class="smcap">Foreign Lands</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Up into the cherry tree<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Who should climb but little me?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I held the trunk with both my hands<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And looked abroad on foreign lands.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I saw the next door garden lie,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Adorned with flowers before my eye,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And many pleasant places more<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That I had never seen before.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I saw the dimpling river pass<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And be the sky's blue looking-glass;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The dusty roads go up and down<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With people tramping in to town.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">If I could find a higher tree<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Farther and farther I should see,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To where the grown-up river slips<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Into the sea among the ships,<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">To where the roads on either hand<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lead onward into fairy land,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where all the children dine at five,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And all the playthings come alive.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 92px;">
+<img src="images/img020_th.jpg" width="92" height="120" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 331px;">
+<img src="images/img021_th.jpg" width="331" height="337" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="Windy_Nights" id="Windy_Nights"></a><span class="smcap">Windy Nights</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Whenever the moon and stars are set,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Whenever the wind is high,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All night long in the dark and wet,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">A man goes riding by.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Late in the night when the fires are out,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Why does he gallop and gallop about?<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Whenever the trees are crying aloud,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And ships are tossed at sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By, on the highway, low and loud,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">By at the gallop goes he;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By at the gallop he goes, and then<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By he comes back at the gallop again.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 230px;">
+<img src="images/img022_th.jpg" width="230" height="239" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 227px;">
+<img src="images/img023_th.jpg" width="227" height="301" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="TRAVELS" id="TRAVELS"></a>TRAVELS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I should like to rise and go<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the golden apples grow;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where below another sky<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Parrot islands anchored lie,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And, watched by cockatoos and goats,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lonely Crusoes building boats;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where in sunshine reaching out<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Eastern cities, miles about,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Are with mosque and minaret<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Among sandy gardens set,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the rich goods from near and far<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hang for sale in the bazaar;<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the Great Wall round China goes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And on one side the desert blows,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And with bell and voice and drum,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Cities on the other hum;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where are forests, hot as fire,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Wide as England, tall as a spire,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Full of apes and cocoa-nuts<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the negro hunters' huts;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the knotty crocodile<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lies and blinks in the Nile,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the red flamingo flies<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hunting fish before his eyes;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where in jungles near and far,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Man-devouring tigers are,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lying close and giving ear<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lest the hunt be drawing near,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or a comer-by be seen<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Swinging in a palanquin:&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where among the desert sands<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Some deserted city stands,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All its children, sweep and prince.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Grown to manhood ages since,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Not a foot in street or house,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Not a stir of child or mouse,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And when kindly falls the night,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In all the town no spark of light.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">There I'll come when I'm a man<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With a camel caravan;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Light a fire in the gloom<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Of some dusty dining-room;<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">See the pictures on the walls,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Heroes, fights and festivals;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And in a corner find the toys<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Of the old Egyptian boys.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 176px;">
+<img src="images/img024_th.jpg" width="176" height="228" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 325px;">
+<img src="images/img025_th.jpg" width="325" height="160" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="SINGING" id="SINGING"></a>SINGING</h2>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img025a_th.jpg" width="85" height="104" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;Of speckled eggs the birdie sings<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And nests among the trees;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The sailor sings of ropes and things<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">In ships upon the seas.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">The children sing in far Japan,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">The children sing in Spain;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The organ with the organ man<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Is singing in the rain.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 197px;">
+<img src="images/img025b_th.jpg" width="197" height="187" alt="OF SPECKLED EGGS THE BIRDIE SINGS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">OF SPECKLED EGGS THE BIRDIE SINGS.</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 327px;">
+<img src="images/img026_th.jpg" width="327" height="480" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="Looking_Forward" id="Looking_Forward"></a><span class="smcap">Looking Forward</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When I am grown to man's estate<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I shall be very proud and great,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And tell the other girls and boys<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Not to meddle with my toys.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 308px;">
+<img src="images/img027_th.jpg" width="308" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="A_Good_Play" id="A_Good_Play"></a><span class="smcap">A Good Play.</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">We built a ship upon the stairs<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All made of the back-bedroom chairs,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And filled it full of sofa pillows<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To go a-sailing on the billows.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">We took a saw and several nails,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And water in the nursery pails;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Tom said, 'Let us also take<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">An apple and a slice of cake;'&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Which was enough for Tom and me<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To go a-sailing on, till tea.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">We sailed along for days and days,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And had the very best of plays;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But Tom fell out and hurt his knee,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">So there was no one left but me.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 60px;">
+<img src="images/img028_th.jpg" width="60" height="70" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 317px;">
+<img src="images/img029_th.jpg" width="317" height="139" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<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="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img029a_th.jpg" width="125" height="113" alt="" title="" />Dark brown is the river,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Golden is the sand.<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">It flows along for ever,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">With trees on either hand.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">Green leaves a-floating,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Castles of the foam,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Boats of mine a-boating&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Where will all come home?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">On goes the river<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">And out past the mill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Away down the valley,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Away down the hill.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">Away down the river,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">A hundred miles or more,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Other little children<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Shall bring my boats ashore.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 302px;">
+<img src="images/img030_th.jpg" width="302" height="56" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 328px;">
+<img src="images/img031_th.jpg" width="328" height="436" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="Aunties_Skirts" id="Aunties_Skirts"></a><span class="smcap">Auntie's Skirts</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Whenever Auntie moves around,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Her dresses make a curious sound,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They trail behind her up the floor,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And trundle after through the door.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 345px;">
+<img src="images/img032_th.jpg" width="345" height="302" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="The_Land_of_Counterpane" id="The_Land_of_Counterpane"></a><span class="smcap">The Land of Counterpane.</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When I was sick and lay a-bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I had two pillows at my head,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And all my toys beside me lay<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To keep me happy all the day.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And sometimes for an hour or so<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I watched my leaden soldiers go,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With different uniforms and drills,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And sometimes sent my ships in fleets<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All up and down among the sheets;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or brought my trees and houses out,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And planted cities all about.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I was the giant great and still<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That sits upon the pillow-hill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And sees before him, dale and plain,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The pleasant land of counterpane.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 258px;">
+<img src="images/img033_th.jpg" width="258" height="173" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 298px;">
+<img src="images/img034_th.jpg" width="298" height="137" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="The_Land_of_Nod" id="The_Land_of_Nod"></a><span class="smcap">The Land of Nod</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img034a_th.jpg" width="109" height="122" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;From breakfast on through all the day<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">At home among my friends I stay;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">But every night I go abroad<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Afar into the land of Nod.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">All by myself I have to go,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">With none to tell me what to do&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">All alone beside the streams<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And up the mountain-sides of dreams.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 315px;">
+<img src="images/img035_th.jpg" width="315" height="500" alt="&quot;Up the mountain sides of dreams.&quot;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;Up the mountain sides of dreams.&quot;</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">The strangest things are there for me,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Both things to eat and things to see,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And many frightening sights abroad<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Till morning in the land of Nod.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">Try as I like to find the way,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">I never can get back by day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Nor can remember plain and clear<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">The curious music that I hear.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 299px;">
+<img src="images/img036_th.jpg" width="299" height="202" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 337px;">
+<img src="images/img037_th.jpg" width="337" height="134" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="MY_SHADOW" id="MY_SHADOW"></a>MY SHADOW</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For he sometimes shoots up taller, like an india-rubber ball,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">One morning, very early, before the sun was up,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 342px;">
+<img src="images/img038_th.jpg" width="342" height="78" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 393px;">
+<img src="images/img039_th.jpg" width="393" height="440" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="System" id="System"></a><span class="smcap">System</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Every night my prayers I say,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And get my dinner every day;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And every day that I've been good,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I get an orange after food.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The child that is not clean and neat.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With lots of toys and things to eat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He is a naughty child, I'm sure&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or else his dear papa is poor.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 46px;">
+<img src="images/img040_th.jpg" width="46" height="101" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 322px;">
+<img src="images/img041_th.jpg" width="322" height="115" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="A_Good_Boy" id="A_Good_Boy"></a><span class="smcap">A Good Boy</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img041a_th.jpg" width="54" height="52" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And I am very happy, for I know that I've been good.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And I must off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes,<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">But slumber hold me tightly till I waken in the dawn,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 149px;">
+<img src="images/img042_th.jpg" width="149" height="142" alt="AND NOT FORGET MY PRAYER" title="" />
+<span class="caption">AND NOT FORGET MY PRAYER</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 335px;">
+<img src="images/img043_th.jpg" width="335" height="201" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME" id="ESCAPE_AT_BEDTIME"></a>ESCAPE AT BEDTIME</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Through the blinds and the windows and bars;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And high overhead and all moving about,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">There were thousands of millions of stars.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Nor of people in church or the Park,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And that glittered and winked in the dark.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 242px;">
+<img src="images/img043a_th.jpg" width="242" height="155" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter, and all,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the star of the sailor, and Mars,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">These shone in the sky, and the pail by the wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Would be half full of water and stars.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And they soon had me packed into bed;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the stars going round in my head.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 311px;">
+<img src="images/img044_th.jpg" width="311" height="54" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 317px;">
+<img src="images/img045_th.jpg" width="317" height="194" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="MARCHING-SONG" id="MARCHING-SONG"></a>MARCHING-SONG.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Bring the comb and play upon it!<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Marching, here we come!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Willie cocks his highland bonnet,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Johnnie beats the drum.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Mary Jane commands the party,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Peter leads the rear;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fleet in time, alert and hearty,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Each a Grenadier!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">All in the most martial manner<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Marching double-quick;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While the napkin like a banner<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Waves upon the stick!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here's enough of fame and pillage,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Great commander Jane!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Now that we've been round the village,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Let's go home again.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 138px;">
+<img src="images/img046_th.jpg" width="138" height="182" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 382px;">
+<img src="images/img047_th.jpg" width="382" height="443" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_COW" id="THE_COW"></a>THE COW</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The friendly cow all red and white,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I love with all my heart:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She gives me cream with all her might,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To eat with apple-tart.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">She wanders lowing here and there,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And yet she cannot stray,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All in the pleasant open air,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The pleasant light of day;<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And blown by all the winds that pass<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And wet with all the showers,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She walks among the meadow grass<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And eats the meadow flowers.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 161px;">
+<img src="images/img048_th.jpg" width="161" height="204" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 287px;">
+<img src="images/img049_th.jpg" width="287" height="416" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="HAPPY_THOUGHT" id="HAPPY_THOUGHT"></a>HAPPY THOUGHT.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The world is so full of a number of things,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 335px;">
+<img src="images/img050_th.jpg" width="335" height="85" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="The_Wind" id="The_Wind"></a><span class="smcap">The Wind</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I saw you toss the kites on high<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And blow the birds about the sky;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And all around I heard you pass,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Like ladies' skirts across the grass&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, a-blowing all day long,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I saw the different things you did,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But always you yourself you hid.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I felt you push, I heard you call,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I could not see yourself at all&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, a-blowing all day long,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">O you that are so strong and cold,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O blower, are you young or old?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Are you a beast of field and tree,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or just a stronger child than me?<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, a-blowing all day long,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 87px;">
+<img src="images/img051_th.jpg" width="87" height="130" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 338px;">
+<img src="images/img052_th.jpg" width="338" height="156" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="KEEPSAKE_MILL" id="KEEPSAKE_MILL"></a>KEEPSAKE MILL</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Over the borders; a sin without pardon,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Breaking the branches and crawling below,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Down by the banks of the river, we go.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here is the mill with the humming of thunder,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here is the sluice with the race running under&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Marvellous places, though handy to home!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Stiller the note of the birds on the hill;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Years may go by, and the wheel in the river<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Wheel as it wheels for us, children, to-day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Long after all of the boys are away.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Home from the Indies and home from the ocean,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Heroes and soldiers we all shall come home;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Still we shall find the old mill wheel in motion,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Turning and churning that river to foam.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">You with the bean that I gave when we quarrelled,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I with your marble of Saturday last,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Honoured and old and all gaily apparelled,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Here we shall meet and remember the past.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 244px;">
+<img src="images/img053_th.jpg" width="244" height="187" alt="&quot;THE BEAN THAT I GAVE WHEN WE QUARRELLED.&quot;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;THE BEAN THAT I GAVE WHEN WE QUARRELLED.&quot;</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 201px;">
+<img src="images/img054_th.jpg" width="201" height="201" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="Good_and_Bad_CHILDREN" id="Good_and_Bad_CHILDREN"></a><span class="smcap">Good and Bad CHILDREN</span></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Children, you are very little<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And your bones are very brittle;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">If you would grow great and stately,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You must try to walk sedately.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">You must still be bright and quiet,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And content with simple diet;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And remain, through all bewild'ring,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Innocent and honest children.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Happy hearts and happy faces,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Happy play in grassy places&mdash;-<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That was how, in ancient ages,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Children grew to kings and sages.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But the unkind and the unruly,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the sort who eat unduly,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They must never hope for glory&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Theirs is quite a different story!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Cruel children, crying babies,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All grow up as geese and gabies,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hated, as their age increases,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By their nephews and their nieces.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 244px;">
+<img src="images/img055_th.jpg" width="244" height="334" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 352px;">
+<img src="images/img056_th.jpg" width="352" height="202" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="FOREIGN_CHILDREN" id="FOREIGN_CHILDREN"></a>FOREIGN CHILDREN</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Little frosty Eskimo,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Little Turk or Japanee,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O! don't you wish that you were me?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">You have seen the scarlet trees<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the lions over seas;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">You have eaten ostrich eggs,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And turned the turtles off their legs.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">Such a life is very fine.<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But it's not so nice as mine:<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">You must often, as you trod,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Have wearied <i>not</i> to be abroad.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">You have curious things to eat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">I am fed on proper meat;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">You must dwell beyond the foam,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">But I am safe and live at home.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Little frosty Eskimo,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Little Turk or Japanee,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O! don't you wish that you were me?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 130px;">
+<img src="images/img057_th.jpg" width="130" height="107" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 319px;">
+<img src="images/img058_th.jpg" width="319" height="89" alt="" title="" />
+</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="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img058a_th.jpg" width="122" height="71" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;The sun is not a-bed, when I<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">At night upon my pillow lie;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Still round the earth his way he takes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And morning after morning makes.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">While here at home, in shining day,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">We round the sunny garden play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Each little Indian sleepy-head<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Is being kissed and put to bed.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">And when at eve I rise from tea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Day dawns beyond the Atlantic Sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And all the children in the West<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Are getting up and being dressed.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 71px;">
+<img src="images/img059_th.jpg" width="71" height="145" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 141px;">
+<img src="images/img060_th.jpg" width="141" height="119" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_LAMP-LIGHTER" id="THE_LAMP-LIGHTER"></a>THE LAMP-LIGHTER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For every night at tea-time and before you take your seat,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And O! before you hurry by with ladder and with light,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 256px;">
+<img src="images/img061_th.jpg" width="256" height="67" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 331px;">
+<img src="images/img062_th.jpg" width="331" height="120" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<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="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img062a_th.jpg" width="106" height="91" alt="" title="" />My bed is like a little boat;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Nurse helps me in when I embark;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">She girds me in my sailor's coat<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And starts me in the dark.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">At night, I go on board and say<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Good-night to all my friends on shore;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">I shut my eyes and sail away<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And see and hear no more.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">And sometimes things to bed I take,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">As prudent sailors have to do:<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Perhaps a toy or two.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">All night across the dark we steer:<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">But when the day returns at last,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Safe in my room, beside the pier,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">I find my vessel fast.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 270px;">
+<img src="images/img063_th.jpg" width="270" height="63" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 338px;">
+<img src="images/img064_th.jpg" width="338" height="226" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_MOON" id="THE_MOON"></a>THE MOON</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She shines on thieves on the garden wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On streets and fields and harbour quays,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The howling dog by the door of the house,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The bat that lies in bed at noon,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All love to be out by the light of the moon.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 327px;">
+<img src="images/img065_th.jpg" width="327" height="500" alt="The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But all of the things that belong to the day<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And flowers and children close their eyes<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 117px;">
+<img src="images/img066_th.jpg" width="117" height="123" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 351px;">
+<img src="images/img067_th.jpg" width="351" height="309" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_SWING" id="THE_SWING"></a>THE SWING</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">How do you like to go up in a swing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Up in the air so blue?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Ever a child can do!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Up in the air and over the wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Till I can see so wide,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Rivers and trees and cattle and all<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Over the countryside&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Till I look down on the garden green,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Down on the roof so brown&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Up in the air I go flying again,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Up in the air and down!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 183px;">
+<img src="images/img068_th.jpg" width="183" height="112" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 342px;">
+<img src="images/img069_th.jpg" width="342" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="TIME_TO_RISE" id="TIME_TO_RISE"></a><i>TIME TO RISE</i></h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">A birdie with a yellow bill<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hopped upon the window sill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Cocked his shining eye and said:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?'<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 279px;">
+<img src="images/img070_th.jpg" width="279" height="66" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER" id="LOOKING-GLASS_RIVER"></a>LOOKING-GLASS RIVER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img070a_th.jpg" width="96" height="77" alt="" title="" />Smooth it slides upon its travel,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Here a wimple, there a gleam&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">O the clean gravel!<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">O the smooth stream!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Sailing blossoms, silver fishes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Paven pools as clear as air&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">How a child wishes<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">To live down there!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 132px;">
+<img src="images/img070b_th.jpg" width="132" height="65" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">We can see our coloured faces<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Floating on the shaken pool<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Down in cool places,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Dim and very cool;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 135px;">
+<img src="images/img070c_th.jpg" width="135" height="68" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Till a wind or water wrinkle,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Dipping marten, plumping trout,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Spreads in a twinkle<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">And blots all out.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 128px;">
+<img src="images/img071_th.jpg" width="128" height="72" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">See the rings pursue each other;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">All below grows black as night,<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Just as if mother<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Had blown out the light!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Patience, children, just a minute&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">See the spreading circles die;<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">The stream and all in it<br /></span>
+<span class="i10">Will clear by-and-by.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 91px;">
+<img src="images/img071a_th.jpg" width="91" height="172" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 326px;">
+<img src="images/img072_th.jpg" width="326" height="441" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="FAIRY_BREAD" id="FAIRY_BREAD"></a>FAIRY BREAD</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Come up here, O dusty feet!<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Here is fairy bread to eat.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here in my retiring room,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Children you may dine<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On the golden smell of broom<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the shade of pine;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And when you have eaten well,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fairy stories hear and tell.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 265px;">
+<img src="images/img073_th.jpg" width="265" height="260" alt="" title="" />
+</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="i0">Faster than fairies, faster than witches,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And charging along like troops in a battle,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All through the meadows the horses and cattle:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All of the sights of the hill and the plain<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fly as thick as driving rain;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And ever again, in the wink of an eye,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Painted stations whistle by.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All by himself and gathering brambles;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And there is the green for stringing the daisies!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here is a cart run away in the road<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lumping along with man and load;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And here is a mill and there is a river:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Each a glimpse and gone for ever!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 175px;">
+<img src="images/img074_th.jpg" width="175" height="117" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 258px;">
+<img src="images/img075_th.jpg" width="258" height="170" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="WINTER_TIME" id="WINTER_TIME"></a>WINTER TIME</h2>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 33px;">
+<img src="images/img075a_th.jpg" width="33" height="118" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Blinks but an hour or two; and then,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A blood-red orange, sets again.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Before the stars have left the skies,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At morning in the dark I rise;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And shivering in my nakedness,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By the cold candle, bathe and dress.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 153px;">
+<img src="images/img075b_th.jpg" width="153" height="191" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Close by the jolly fire I sit<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To warm my frozen bones a bit;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or, with a reindeer-sled, explore<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The colder countries round the door.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When to go out, my nurse doth wrap<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Me in my comforter and cap:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The cold wind burns my face, and blows<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Its frosty pepper up my nose.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Black are my steps on silver sod;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And tree and house, and hill and lake,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Are frosted like a wedding-cake.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 70px;">
+<img src="images/img076_th.jpg" width="70" height="102" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 315px;">
+<img src="images/img077_th.jpg" width="315" height="133" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_HAYLOFT" id="THE_HAYLOFT"></a>THE HAYLOFT</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img077a_th.jpg" width="82" height="72" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;Through all the pleasant meadow-side<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">The grass grew shoulder-high,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Till the shining scythes went far and wide<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And cut it down to dry.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">These green and sweetly smelling crops<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">They led in waggons home;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">And they piled them here in mountain tops<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">For mountaineers to roam.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">Mount Eagle and Mount High;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The mice that in these mountains dwell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">No happier are than I!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">O what a joy to clamber there,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">O what a place for play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">The happy hills of hay.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 246px;">
+<img src="images/img078_th.jpg" width="246" height="58" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 324px;">
+<img src="images/img079_th.jpg" width="324" height="95" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM" id="FAREWELL_TO_THE_FARM"></a>FAREWELL TO THE FARM</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><img class="dropcap" src="images/img079a_th.jpg" width="78" height="64" alt="" title="" />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The coach is at the door at last;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The eager children, mounting fast<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">And kissing hands, in chorus sing:<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">To house and garden, field and lawn,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The meadow-gates we swang upon,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">To pump and stable, tree and swing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">And fare you well for evermore,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">O ladder at the hayloft door,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">O hayloft, where the cobwebs cling,<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i6">Crack goes the whip, and off we go;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">The trees and houses smaller grow;<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Last, round the woody turn we swing:<br /></span>
+<span class="i6">Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 109px;">
+<img src="images/img080_th.jpg" width="109" height="91" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 318px;">
+<img src="images/img081_th.jpg" width="318" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="NORTH-WEST_PASSAGE" id="NORTH-WEST_PASSAGE"></a>NORTH-WEST PASSAGE</h2>
+
+
+<p class='center'>1. GOOD NIGHT</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When the bright lamp is carried in,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The sunless hours again begin;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O'er all without, in field and lane,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The haunted night returns again.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now we behold the embers flee<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">About the firelit hearth; and see<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Our faces painted as we pass,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Like pictures, on the window-glass.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Must we to bed, indeed? Well then,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Let us arise and go like men,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And face with an undaunted tread<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The long, black passage up to bed.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Farewell, O brother, sister, sire!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O pleasant party round the fire?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The songs you sing, the tales you tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till far to-morrow, fare ye well!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 318px;">
+<img src="images/img082_th.jpg" width="318" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class='center'>2. SHADOW MARCH</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">All round the house is the jet-black night:<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">It stares through the window-pane;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It crawls in the corners, hiding from the light,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And it moves with the moving flame.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now my little heart goes a-beating like a drum,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With the breath of the Bogie in my hair;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And all round the candle the crooked shadows come<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And go marching along up the stair.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The shadow of the balusters, the shadow of the lamp,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The shadow of the child that goes to bed&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All the wicked shadows coming, tramp, tramp, tramp,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With the black night overhead.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 319px;">
+<img src="images/img083_th.jpg" width="319" height="500" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<p class='center'>3. IN PORT.</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Last, to the chamber where I lie<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">My fearful footsteps patter nigh,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And come from out the cold and gloom<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Into my warm and cheerful room.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">There, safe arrived, we turn about<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To keep the coming shadows out,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And close the happy door at last<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On all the perils that we past.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Then, when mamma goes by to bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She shall come in with tip-toe tread,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And see me lying warm and fast<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And in the Land of Nod at last.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 315px;">
+<img src="images/img084_th.jpg" width="315" height="500" alt="THE CHILD ALONE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE CHILD ALONE.</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 324px;">
+<img src="images/img085_th.jpg" width="324" height="237" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE" id="THE_UNSEEN_PLAYMATE"></a>THE UNSEEN PLAYMATE</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When children are playing alone on the green,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In comes the playmate that never was seen.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When children are happy and lonely and good,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Nobody heard him and nobody saw,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">His is a picture you never could draw,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But he's sure to be present, abroad or at home,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When children are happy and playing alone.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He sings when you tinkle the musical glass;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Whene'er you are happy and cannot tell why<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The Friend of the Children is sure to be by!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He loves to be little, he hates to be big,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'T is he that inhabits the caves that you dig;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'T is he when you play with your soldiers of tin<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That sides with the Frenchmen and never can win.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 332px;">
+<img src="images/img086_th.jpg" width="332" height="105" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">'T is he, when at night you go off to your bed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Bids you go to your sleep and not trouble your head;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For wherever they're lying, in cupboard or shelf,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'T is he will take care of your playthings himself!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 140px;">
+<img src="images/img086a_th.jpg" width="140" height="133" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 316px;">
+<img src="images/img087_th.jpg" width="316" height="195" alt="" title="" />
+</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="i0">O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Of a ship that goes a-sailing on the pond;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">How to send my vessel sailing on beyond.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">For I mean to grow as little as the dolly at the helm,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the dolly I intend to come alive;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the vessel goes a divie-divie-dive.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And you'll hear the water singing at the prow;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To land upon the island where no dolly was before,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And to fire the penny cannon in the bow.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/img088_th.jpg" width="200" height="88" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 320px;">
+<img src="images/img089_th.jpg" width="320" height="140" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="MY_KINGDOM" id="MY_KINGDOM"></a>MY KINGDOM</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Down by a shining water well<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I found a very little dell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">No higher than my head,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The heather and the gorse about<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In summer bloom were coming out,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Some yellow and some red.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I called the little pool a sea;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The little hills were big to me;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For I am very small.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I made a boat, I made a town,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I searched the caverns up and down,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And named them one and all.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And all about was mine, I said,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The little sparrows overhead,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The little minnows too.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">This was the world and I was king;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For me the bees came by to sing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For me the swallows flew.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I played, there were no deeper seas,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nor any wider plains than these,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Nor other kings than me.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At last I heard my mother call<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Out from the house at evenfall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To call me home to tea.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And I must rise and leave my dell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And leave my dimpled water well,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And leave my heather blooms.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Alas! and as my home I neared,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">How very big my nurse appeared,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">How great and cool the rooms!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 109px;">
+<img src="images/img090_th.jpg" width="109" height="160" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 314px;">
+<img src="images/img091_th.jpg" width="314" height="219" alt="" title="" />
+</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="i0">Summer fading, winter comes&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Window robins, winter rooks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the picture story-books.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Water now is turned to stone<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nurse and I can walk upon;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Still we find the flowing brooks<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the picture story-books.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">All the pretty things put by,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Wait upon the children's eye,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the picture story-books.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">We may see how all things are,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Seas and cities, near and far,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the flying fairies' looks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the picture story-books.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">How am I to sing your praise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Happy chimney-corner days,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sitting safe in nursery nooks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Reading picture story-books?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 178px;">
+<img src="images/img092_th.jpg" width="178" height="151" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 312px;">
+<img src="images/img093_th.jpg" width="312" height="214" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="MY_TREASURES" id="MY_TREASURES"></a>MY TREASURES.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where all my lead soldiers are lying at rest,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Were gathered in autumn by nursie and me<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In a wood with a well by the side of the sea.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">This whistle was made (and how clearly it sounds!)<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By the side of a field at the end of the grounds.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Of a branch of a plane, with a knife of my own&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It was nursie who made it, and nursie alone!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 98px;">
+<img src="images/img093a_th.jpg" width="98" height="99" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The stone, with the white and the yellow and grey,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We discovered I cannot tell <i>how</i> far away;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And I carried it back although weary and cold,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For though father denies it, I'm sure it is gold.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But of all of my treasures the last is the king,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For there's very few children possess such a thing;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And that is a chisel, both handle and blade,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Which a man who was really a carpenter made.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 116px;">
+<img src="images/img094_th.jpg" width="116" height="106" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 322px;">
+<img src="images/img095_th.jpg" width="322" height="198" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="BLOCK_CITY" id="BLOCK_CITY"></a>BLOCK CITY.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">What are you able to build with your blocks?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Castles and palaces, temples and docks.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But I can be happy and building at home.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">There I'll establish a city for me:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And a harbour as well where my vessels may ride.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Great is the palace with pillar and wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A sort of a tower on the top of it all,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And steps coming down in an orderly way<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">This one is sailing and that one is moored:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Hark to the song of the sailors on board!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And see on the steps of my palace, the kings<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Coming and going with presents and things!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now I have done with it, down let it go!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All in a moment the town is laid low.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Block upon block lying scattered and free,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">What is there left of my town by the sea?<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Yet as I saw it, I see it again,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And as long as I live and where'er I may be,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I'll always remember my town by the sea.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 244px;">
+<img src="images/img096_th.jpg" width="244" height="157" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 329px;">
+<img src="images/img097_th.jpg" width="329" height="217" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_LAND_OF_STORY-BOOKS" id="THE_LAND_OF_STORY-BOOKS"></a>THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">At evening, when the lamp is lit,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Around the fire my parents sit;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They sit at home and talk and sing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And do not play at anything.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now, with my little gun, I crawl<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All in the dark along the wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And follow round the forest track<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Away behind the sofa back.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">There, in the night, where none can spy,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All in my hunter's camp I lie,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And play at books that I have read<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till it is time to go to bed.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">These are the hills, these are the woods,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">These are my starry solitudes;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And there the river by whose brink<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The roaring lions come to drink.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I see the others far away<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As if in firelit camp they lay,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And I, like to an Indian scout,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Around their party prowled about.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">So, when my nurse comes in for me,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Home I return across the sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And go to bed with backward looks<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">At my dear land of Story-books.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 102px;">
+<img src="images/img098_th.jpg" width="102" height="96" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 334px;">
+<img src="images/img099_th.jpg" width="334" height="279" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<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="i0">The lamps now glitter down the street;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Faintly sound the falling feet;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the blue even slowly falls<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">About the garden trees and walls.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now in the falling of the gloom<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The red fire paints the empty room:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And warmly on the roof it looks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And flickers on the backs of books.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Armies march by tower and spire<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Of cities blazing, in the fire;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till as I gaze with staring eyes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The armies fade, the lustre dies.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Then once again the glow returns;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Again the phantom city burns;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And down the red-hot valley, lo!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The phantom armies marching go!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Blinking embers, tell me true,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where are those armies marching to,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And what the burning city is<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That crumbles in your furnaces!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 164px;">
+<img src="images/img100_th.jpg" width="164" height="112" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 158px;">
+<img src="images/img101_th.jpg" width="158" height="173" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="THE_LITTLE_LAND" id="THE_LITTLE_LAND"></a>THE LITTLE LAND</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When at home alone I sit<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And am very tired of it,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I have just to shut my eyes<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To go sailing through the skies&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To go sailing far away<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To the pleasant Land of Play;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To the fairy land afar<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the little people are;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the clover-tops are trees,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the rain-pools are the seas,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the leaves like little ships<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sail about on tiny trips;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And above the daisy tree<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Through the grasses,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">High o'erhead the Bumble Bee<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Hums and passes.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;">
+<img src="images/img102_th.jpg" width="137" height="75" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In that forest to and fro<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I can wander, I can go;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">See the spider and the fly,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the ants go marching by<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Carrying parcels with their feet<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Down the green and grassy street.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I can in the sorrel sit<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the ladybird alit.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I can climb the jointed grass;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And on high<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">See the greater swallows pass<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">In the sky,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the round sun rolling by<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Heeding no such things as I.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 138px;">
+<img src="images/img102a_th.jpg" width="138" height="79" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Through that forest I can pass<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till, as in a looking glass,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Humming fly and daisy tree<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And my tiny self I see,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Painted very clear and neat<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On the rain-pool at my feet.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Should a leaflet come to land<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Drifting near to where I stand,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Straight I'll board that tiny boat<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Round the rain-pool sea to float.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 131px;">
+<img src="images/img103_th.jpg" width="131" height="88" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Little thoughtful creatures sit<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On the grassy coasts of it;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Little things with lovely eyes<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">See me sailing with surprise.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Some are clad in armour green&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">(These have sure to battle been!)&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Some are pied with ev'ry hue,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Black and crimson, gold and blue;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Some have wings and swift are gone;&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But they all look kindly on.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 130px;">
+<img src="images/img103a_th.jpg" width="130" height="67" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When my eyes I once again<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Open, and see all things plain:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">High bare walls, great bare floor;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Great big knobs on drawer and door;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Great big people perched on chairs,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Stitching tucks and mending tears,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Each a hill that I could climb,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And talking nonsense all the time&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">O dear me,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">That I could be<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A sailor on the rain-pool sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A climber in the clover-tree,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And just come back, a sleepy head,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Late at night to go to bed.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 91px;">
+<img src="images/img104_th.jpg" width="91" height="111" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 296px;">
+<img src="images/img105_th.jpg" width="296" height="500" alt="GARDEN DAYS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GARDEN DAYS.</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 251px;">
+<img src="images/img106_th.jpg" width="251" height="473" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="NIGHT_AND_DAY" id="NIGHT_AND_DAY"></a>NIGHT AND DAY.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When the golden day is done,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Through the closing portal,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Child and garden, flower and sun,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Vanish all things mortal.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">As the blinding shadows fall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">As the rays diminish,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Under the evening's cloak, they all<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Roll away and vanish.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 269px;">
+<img src="images/img107_th.jpg" width="269" height="112" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Garden darkened, daisy shut,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Child in bed, they slumber&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Glow-worm in the highway rut,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Mice among the lumber.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 280px;">
+<img src="images/img107a_th.jpg" width="280" height="50" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In the darkness houses shine,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Parents move with candles;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Till on all, the night divine<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Turns the bedroom handles.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 270px;">
+<img src="images/img107b_th.jpg" width="270" height="86" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Till at last the day begins<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">In the east a-breaking,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the hedges and the whins<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Sleeping birds a-waking.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In the darkness shapes of things,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Houses, trees, and hedges<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Clearer grow; and sparrow's wings<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Beat on window ledges.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 280px;">
+<img src="images/img108_th.jpg" width="280" height="111" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">These shall wake the yawning maid;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">She the door shall open&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Finding dew on garden glade<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the morning broken.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">There my garden grows again<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Green and rosy painted,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As at eve behind the pane<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">From my eyes it fainted.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Just as it was shut away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Toy-like, in the even,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here I see it glow with day<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Under glowing heaven.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Every path and every plot,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Every bush of roses,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Every blue forget-me-not<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Where the dew reposes,<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Up!" they cry, "the day is come<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">On the smiling valleys:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We have beat the morning drum;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Playmate, join your allies!"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 245px;">
+<img src="images/img109_th.jpg" width="245" height="198" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 317px;">
+<img src="images/img110_th.jpg" width="317" height="438" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a name="NEST_EGGS" id="NEST_EGGS"></a>NEST EGGS.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Birds all the sunny day<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Flutter and quarrel<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here in the arbour-like<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Tent of the laurel.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here in the fork<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The brown nest is seated;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Four little blue eggs<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The mother keeps heated.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">While we stand watching her,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Staring like gabies,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Safe in each egg are the<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Bird's little babies.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Soon the frail eggs they shall<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Chip, and upspringing<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Make all the April woods<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Merry with singing.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Younger than we are,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">O children, and frailer,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Soon in blue air they'll be,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Singer and sailor.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">We, so much older,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Taller and stronger,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We shall look down on the<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Birdies no longer.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 106px;">
+<img src="images/img111_th.jpg" width="106" height="66" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">They shall go flying<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">With musical speeches<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">High overhead in the<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Tops of the beeches.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In spite of our wisdom<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And sensible talking,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We on our feet must go<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Plodding and walking.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 192px;">
+<img src="images/img112_th.jpg" width="192" height="150" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 307px;">
+<img src="images/img113_th.jpg" width="307" height="271" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="THE_FLOWERS" id="THE_FLOWERS"></a>THE FLOWERS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">All the names I know from nurse:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the Lady Hollyhock.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Fairy places, fairy things,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Tiny trees for tiny dames&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">These must all be fairy names!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Tiny woods below whose boughs<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Shady fairies weave a house;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Tiny tree tops, rose or thyme,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where the braver fairies climb!<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Fair are grown-up people's trees,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But the fairest woods are these;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where, if I were not so tall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I should live for good and all.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 166px;">
+<img src="images/img114_th.jpg" width="166" height="107" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 294px;">
+<img src="images/img115_th.jpg" width="294" height="443" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="SUMMER_SUN" id="SUMMER_SUN"></a>SUMMER SUN.</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Great is the sun, and wide he goes<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Through empty heaven without repose;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And in the blue and glowing days<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">More thick than rain he showers his rays.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Though closer still the blinds we pull<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To keep the shady parlour cool,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Yet he will find a chink or two<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To slip his golden fingers through.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The dusty attic spider-clad<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And through the broken edge of tiles,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Into the laddered hayloft smiles.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Meantime his golden face around<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He bares to all the garden ground,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And sheds a warm and glittering look<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Among the ivy's inmost nook.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Above the hills, along the blue,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Round the bright air with footing true,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To please the child, to paint the rose,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The gardener of the World, he goes.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 90px;">
+<img src="images/img116_th.jpg" width="90" height="118" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 367px;">
+<img src="images/img117_th.jpg" width="367" height="498" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="THE_DUMB_SOLDIER" id="THE_DUMB_SOLDIER"></a>THE DUMB SOLDIER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When the grass was closely mown,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Walking on the lawn alone,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the turf a hole I found<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And hid a soldier underground.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Spring and daisies came apace;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Grasses hide my hiding place;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Grasses run like a green sea<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O'er the lawn up to my knee.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Under grass alone he lies,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Looking up with leaden eyes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Scarlet coat and pointed gun,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To the stars and to the sun.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When the grass is ripe like grain,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When the scythe is stoned again,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When the lawn is shaven clear,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Then my hole shall reappear.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 108px;">
+<img src="images/img118_th.jpg" width="108" height="56" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">I shall find him, never fear,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I shall find my grenadier;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But for all that's gone and come,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I shall find my soldier dumb.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He has lived, a little thing,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the grassy woods of spring;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Done, if he could tell me true,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Just as I should like to do.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He has seen the starry hours<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the springing of the flowers;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the fairy things that pass<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the forests of the grass.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In the silence he has heard<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Talking bee and ladybird,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the butterfly has flown<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O'er him as he lay alone.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Not a word will he disclose,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Not a word of all he knows.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I must lay him on the shelf,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And make up the tale myself.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 175px;">
+<img src="images/img119_th.jpg" width="175" height="116" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 274px;">
+<img src="images/img120_th.jpg" width="274" height="365" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="AUTUMN_FIRES" id="AUTUMN_FIRES"></a>AUTUMN FIRES</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In the other gardens<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And all up the vale,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">From the autumn bonfires<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">See the smoke trail!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 197px;">
+<img src="images/img121a_th.jpg" width="197" height="131" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Pleasant summer over<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And all the summer flowers,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The red fire blazes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The grey smoke towers.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 132px;">
+<img src="images/img121b_th.jpg" width="132" height="122" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Sing a song of seasons!<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Something bright in all!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Flowers in the summer,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Fires in the fall!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 188px;">
+<img src="images/img121_th.jpg" width="188" height="117" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 319px;">
+<img src="images/img122_th.jpg" width="319" height="227" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="THE_GARDENER" id="THE_GARDENER"></a>THE GARDENER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The gardener does not love to talk,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He makes me keep the gravel walk;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And when he puts his tools away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He locks the door and takes the key.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Away behind the currant row<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where no one else but cook may go,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Far in the plots, I see him dig,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Old and serious, brown and big.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">He digs the flowers, green, red and blue,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nor wishes to be spoken to.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He digs the flowers and cuts the hay,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And never seems to want to play.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Silly gardener! summer goes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And winter comes with pinching toes,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When in the garden bare and brown<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You must lay your barrow down.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 176px;">
+<img src="images/img123_th.jpg" width="176" height="124" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Well now, and while the summer stays,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To profit by these garden days,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">O how much wiser you would be<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To play at Indian wars with me!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 162px;">
+<img src="images/img123a_th.jpg" width="162" height="130" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 326px;">
+<img src="images/img124_th.jpg" width="326" height="244" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="HISTORICAL_ASSOCIATIONS" id="HISTORICAL_ASSOCIATIONS"></a>HISTORICAL ASSOCIATIONS</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That now you smoke your pipe around,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Has seen immortal actions done<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And valiant battles lost and won.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here we had best on tip-toe tread,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While I for safety march ahead,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For this is that enchanted ground<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where all who loiter slumber sound.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Here is the sea, here is the sand,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here is simple Shepherd's Land,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Here are the fairy hollyhocks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And there are Ali Baba's rocks.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">But yonder, see! apart and high,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Frozen Siberia lies; where I,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With Robert Bruce and William Tell,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Was bound by an enchanter's spell.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">There, then, awhile in chains we lay,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In wintry dungeons, far from day;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But ris'n at length, with might and main,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Our iron fetters burst in twain.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Then all the horns were blown in town;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And to the ramparts clanging down,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All the giants leaped to horse<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And charged behind us through the gorse.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">On we rode, the others and I,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Over the mountains blue, and by<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The Silver River, the sounding sea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the robber woods of Tartary.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">A thousand miles we galloped fast,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And down the witches' lane we passed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And rode amain with brandished sword,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Up to the middle, through the ford.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Last we drew rein&mdash;a weary three&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Upon the lawn, in time for tea,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And from our steeds alighted down<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Before the gates of Babylon.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 153px;">
+<img src="images/img125_th.jpg" width="153" height="103" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 278px;">
+<img src="images/img126_th.jpg" width="278" height="467" alt="ENVOYS." title="" />
+<span class="caption">ENVOYS.</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 333px;">
+<img src="images/img127_th.jpg" width="333" height="234" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<h2><a name="TO_WILLIE_AND_HENRIETTA" id="TO_WILLIE_AND_HENRIETTA"></a>TO WILLIE AND HENRIETTA</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">If two may read aright<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">These rhymes of old delight<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And house and garden play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You two, my cousins, and you only, may.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">You in a garden green<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">With me were king and queen,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Were hunter, soldier, tar,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And all the thousand things that children are.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">Now in the elders' seat<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">We rest with quiet feet,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And from the window-bay<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">We watch the children, our successors, play.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 308px;">
+<img src="images/img128_th.jpg" width="308" height="83" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">"Time was," the golden head<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Irrevocably said;<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">But time which none can bind,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While flowing fast away, leaves love behind.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;">
+<img src="images/img128a_th.jpg" width="100" height="150" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/img129_th.jpg" width="300" height="311" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="TO_MY_MOTHER" id="TO_MY_MOTHER"></a>TO MY MOTHER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">You too, my mother, read my rhymes<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For love of unforgotten times,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And you may chance to hear once more<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The little feet along the floor.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 210px;">
+<img src="images/img129a_th.jpg" width="210" height="152" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 272px;">
+<img src="images/img130_th.jpg" width="272" height="239" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="TO_AUNTIE" id="TO_AUNTIE"></a>TO AUNTIE</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0"><i>Chief of our aunts</i>&mdash;not only I,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But all your dozen of nurselings cry&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0"><i>What did the other children do?</i><br /></span>
+<span class="i0"><i>And what were childhood, wanting you?</i><br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 264px;">
+<img src="images/img130a_th.jpg" width="264" height="139" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 298px;">
+<img src="images/img131_th.jpg" width="298" height="270" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="TO_MINNIE" id="TO_MINNIE"></a>TO MINNIE</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The red room with the giant bed<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Where none but elders laid their head;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The little room where you and I<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Did for awhile together lie<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And, simple suitor, I your hand<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In decent marriage did demand;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The great day nursery, best of all,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With pictures pasted on the wall<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And leaves upon the blind&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A pleasant room wherein to wake<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And hear the leafy garden shake<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And rustle in the wind&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">And pleasant there to lie in bed<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And see the pictures overhead&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The wars about Sebastopol,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The grinning guns along the wall,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The daring escalade,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The plunging ships, the bleating sheep,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The happy children ankle-deep<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And laughing as they wade:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All these are vanished clean away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the old manse is changed to-day;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">It wears an altered face<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And shields a stranger race.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The river, on from mill to mill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Flows past our childhood's garden still;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But ah! we children never more<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Shall watch it from the water-door!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Below the yew&mdash;it still is there&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Our phantom voices haunt the air<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As we were still at play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And I can hear them call and say:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'<i>How far is it to Babylon?</i>'<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 142px;">
+<img src="images/img132_th.jpg" width="142" height="156" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span></p>
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Ah, far enough, my dear,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Far, far enough from here&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Yet you have farther gone!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'<i>Can I get there by candlelight?</i>'<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">So goes the old refrain.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I do not know&mdash;perchance you might&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But only, children, hear it right,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Ah, never to return again!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The eternal dawn, beyond a doubt,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Shall break on hill and plain,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And put all stars and candles out,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Ere we be young again.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">To you in distant India, these<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I send across the seas,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nor count it far across.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For which of us forgets<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The Indian cabinets,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The bones of antelope, the wings of albatross,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The pied and painted birds and beans,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The junks and bangles, beads and screens,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The gods and sacred bells,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the loud-humming, twisted shells?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The level of the parlour floor<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Was honest, homely, Scottish shore;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But when we climbed upon a chair,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Behold the gorgeous East was there!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Be this a fable; and behold<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Me in the parlour as of old,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And Minnie just above me set<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the quaint Indian cabinet!<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span>
+<span class="i0">Smiling and kind, you grace a shelf<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Too high for me to reach myself.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Reach down a hand, my dear, and take<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">These rhymes for old acquaintance' sake.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 119px;">
+<img src="images/img133_th.jpg" width="119" height="204" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span></p>
+<hr style="width: 55%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 301px;">
+<img src="images/img134_th.jpg" width="301" height="326" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a name="TO_MY_NAME-CHILD" id="TO_MY_NAME-CHILD"></a>TO MY NAME-CHILD</h2>
+
+
+<p class='center'>1</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Little Louis Sanchez, will be given you to read.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Then shall you discover that your name was printed down<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By the English printers, long before, in London town.<br /></span>
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span></div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">In the great and busy city where the East and West are met,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">All the little letters did the English printer set;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While you thought of nothing, and were still too young to play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Foreign people thought of you in places far away.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Ay, and while you slept, a baby, over all the English lands<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Other little children took the volume in their hands;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Other children questioned, in their homes across the seas:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Who was little Louis, won't you tell us, mother, please?<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 308px;">
+<img src="images/img135_th.jpg" width="308" height="110" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span></p>
+
+<p class='center'>2</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Now that you have spelt your lesson, lay it down and go and play,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Seeking shells and seaweed on the sands of Monterey,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Watching all the mighty whalebones, lying buried by the breeze,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Tiny sandy-pipers, and the huge Pacific seas.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And remember in your playing, as the sea-fog rolls to you,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Long ere you could read it, how I told you what to do;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And that while you thought of no one, nearly half the world away<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Some one thought of Louis on the beach of Monterey!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 303px;">
+<img src="images/img136_th.jpg" width="303" height="149" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 188px;">
+<img src="images/img137_th.jpg" width="188" height="282" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="TO_ANY_READER" id="TO_ANY_READER"></a>TO ANY READER</h2>
+
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">As from the house your mother sees<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You playing round the garden trees,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">So you may see, if you will look<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Through the windows of this book,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Another child, far, far away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And in another garden, play.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But do not think you can at all,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By knocking on the window, call<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That child to hear you. He intent<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Is all on his play-business bent.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He does not hear; he will not look,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Nor yet be lured out of this book.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">For, long ago, the truth to say,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">He has grown up and gone away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And it is but a child of air<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That lingers in the garden there.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 288px;">
+<img src="images/img138_th.jpg" width="288" height="186" alt="THE END" title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE END</span>
+</div>
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span></p>
+<div class='padding'><div class="figleft" style="width: 219px;">
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+Project Gutenberg's A Child's Garden of Verses, by Robert Louis Stevenson
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  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
+       Verse 154
+
+Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
+
+Illustrator: Charles Robinson
+
+Release Date: May 26, 2008 [EBook #25610]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Jason Isbell, Christine D. and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This
+file was made using scans of public domain works in the
+International Children's Digital Library.)
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration: A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES]
+
+[Illustration: ROBERT LOVIS STEVENSON]
+
+  EDINBVRGH.   VAILIMA
+  1850                                                                1894
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  A CHILD'S
+  GARDEN OF
+  VERSES
+
+
+  BY ROBERT
+  LOVIS
+  STEVENSON
+
+  ILLVSTRATED--BY
+  CHARLES
+  ROBINSON.
+
+  NEW YORK:
+  CHARLES SCRIBNER'S
+  SONS
+
+  LONDON:
+  IOHN LANE.
+
+  1895
+
+  _Copyright 1895, by Charles Scribner's Sons_
+
+_All rights reserved_
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+  TO ALISON CUNNINGHAM
+  FROM HER BOY
+
+    FOR THE LONG NIGHTS YOU LAY AWAKE
+    AND WATCHED FOR MY UNWORTHY SAKE:
+    FOR YOUR MOST COMFORTABLE HAND
+    THAT LED ME THROUGH THE UNEVEN LAND:
+    FOR ALL THE STORY BOOKS YOU READ:
+    FOR ALL THE PAINS YOU COMFORTED:
+    FOR ALL YOU PITIED, ALL YOU BORE,
+    IN SAD AND HAPPY DAYS OF YORE:--
+    MY SECOND MOTHER, MY FIRST WIFE.
+    THE ANGEL OF MY INFANT LIFE--
+    FROM THE SICK CHILD, NOW WELL AND OLD,
+    TAKE, NURSE, THE LITTLE BOOK YOU HOLD!
+
+    AND GRANT IT, HEAVEN, THAT ALL WHO READ
+    MAY FIND AS DEAR A NURSE AT NEED,
+    AND EVERY CHILD WHO LISTS MY RHYME,
+    IN THE BRIGHT, FIRESIDE, NURSERY CLIME,
+    MAY HEAR IT IN AS KIND A VOICE
+    AS MADE MY CHILDISH DAYS REJOICE!
+
+_R. L. S._
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+  _Bed in Summer_                                                 _Page_ 3
+
+  _A Thought_                                                            5
+
+  _At the Seaside_                                                       6
+
+  _Young Night Thought_                                                  7
+
+  _Whole Duty of Children_                                               9
+
+  _Rain_                                                                10
+
+  _Pirate Story_                                                        11
+
+  _Foreign Lands_                                                       13
+
+  _Windy Nights_                                                        15
+
+  _Travel_                                                              17
+
+  _Singing_                                                             20
+
+  _Looking Forward_                                                     21
+
+  _A Good Play_                                                         22
+
+  _Where Go the Boats?_                                                 24
+
+  _Auntie's Skirts_                                              _Page_ 26
+
+  _The Land of Counterpane_                                             27
+
+  _The Land of Nod_                                                     29
+
+  _My Shadow_                                                           32
+
+  _System_                                                              34
+
+  _A Good Boy_                                                          36
+
+  _Escape at Bedtime_                                                   38
+
+  _Marching Song_                                                       40
+
+  _The Cow_                                                             42
+
+  _Happy Thought_                                                       44
+
+  _The Wind_                                                            45
+
+  _Keepsake Mill_                                                       47
+
+  _Good and Bad Children_                                               49
+
+  _Foreign Children_                                                    51
+
+  _The Sun's Travels_                                                   53
+
+  _The Lamplighter_                                                     55
+
+  _My Bed is a Boat_                                                    57
+
+  _The Moon_                                                            59
+
+  _The Swing_                                                           62
+
+  _Time to Rise_                                                        64
+
+  _Looking-Glass River_                                                 65
+
+  _Fairy Bread_                                                         67
+
+  _From a Railway Carriage_                                             68
+
+  _Winter-Time_                                                         70
+
+  _The Hayloft_                                                         72
+
+  _Farewell to the Farm_                                                74
+
+  _North-West Passage_
+
+  1. _Good Night_                                                _Page_ 76
+
+  2. _Shadow March_                                                     77
+
+  3. _In Port_                                                          78
+
+  [Illustration]
+
+  _THE CHILD ALONE_
+
+  _The Unseen Playmate_                                                 81
+
+  _My Ship and I_                                                       83
+
+  _My Kingdom_                                                          85
+
+  _Picture Books in Winter_                                             87
+
+  _My Treasures_                                                        89
+
+  _Block City_                                                          91
+
+  _The Land of Story-Books_                                             93
+
+  _Armies in the Fire_                                                  95
+
+  _The Little Land_                                                     97
+
+  [Illustration]
+
+  _GARDEN DAYS_
+
+  _Night and Day_                                               _Page_ 103
+
+  _Nest Eggs_                                                          107
+
+  _The Flowers_                                                        110
+
+  _Summer Sun_                                                         112
+
+  _The Dumb Soldier_                                                   114
+
+  _Autumn Fires_                                                       117
+
+  _The Gardener_                                                       119
+
+  _Historical Associations_                                            121
+
+  [Illustration]
+
+  _ENVOYS_
+
+  _To Willie and Henrietta_                                            125
+
+  _To my Mother_                                                       127
+
+  _To Auntie_                                                          128
+
+  _To Minnie_                                                          129
+
+  _To my Name-Child_                                                   133
+
+  _To any Reader_                                                      136
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  _A CHILD'S
+  GARDEN of
+  Verses_
+
+_Copyright 1895, by Charles Scribner's Sons_
+
+[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?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[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.
+
+[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 empty like a cup,
+    In every hole the sea came up,
+    Till it could come no more.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+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 of beast and man
+    Is marching in that caravan.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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: THE TOWN OF SLEEP]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN
+
+
+    A child should always say what's true
+    And speak when he is spoken to,
+    And behave mannerly at table:
+    At least as far as he is able.
+
+[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]
+
+
+
+
+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 harbour and the garden the shore.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[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 in to 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]
+
+
+
+
+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,
+    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]
+
+
+
+
+TRAVELS
+
+
+    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]
+
+[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: OF SPECKLED EGGS THE BIRDIE SINGS.]
+
+[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.
+
+[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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[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 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]
+
+[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.
+
+[Illustration: "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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+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.
+
+    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]
+
+
+
+
+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]
+
+[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: AND NOT FORGET MY PRAYER]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+ESCAPE AT BEDTIME
+
+
+    The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out
+      Through the blinds and the windows and bars;
+    And high overhead 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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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]
+
+
+
+
+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;
+    Fleet 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]
+
+[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]
+
+[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 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]
+
+[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--
+      Marvellous 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 quarrelled,
+      I with your marble of Saturday last,
+    Honoured and old and all gaily apparelled,
+      Here we shall meet and remember the past.
+
+
+[Illustration: "THE BEAN THAT I GAVE WHEN WE QUARRELLED."]
+
+[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]
+
+
+
+
+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.
+
+      Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,
+      Little frosty Eskimo,
+      Little Turk or Japanee,
+    O! don't you wish that you were me?
+
+[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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE LAMP-LIGHTER
+
+
+    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 tea-time 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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+MY BED IS A 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]
+
+[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 harbour 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.
+
+[Illustration: The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;]
+
+    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 arise.
+
+[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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+_TIME TO RISE_
+
+
+    A birdie with a yellow bill
+    Hopped upon the window sill,
+    Cocked his shining eye and said:
+    'Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head?'
+
+[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 coloured faces
+      Floating on the shaken pool
+          Down in cool places,
+          Dim and very cool;
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Till a wind or water wrinkle,
+      Dipping marten, plumping trout,
+          Spreads in a twinkle
+          And blots all out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+FAIRY BREAD
+
+
+    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]
+
+
+
+
+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 for ever!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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 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 waggons 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]
+
+[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 swang 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]
+
+
+
+
+NORTH-WEST PASSAGE
+
+
+1. GOOD NIGHT
+
+    When the bright lamp is carried in,
+    The sunless hours again begin;
+    O'er all without, in field and lane,
+    The haunted night returns again.
+
+    Now we behold the embers flee
+    About the firelit hearth; and see
+    Our faces painted as we pass,
+    Like pictures, on the window-glass.
+
+    Must we to bed, indeed? Well then,
+    Let us arise and go like men,
+    And face with an undaunted tread
+    The long, black passage up to bed.
+
+    Farewell, O brother, sister, sire!
+    O pleasant party round the fire?
+    The songs you sing, the tales you tell,
+    Till far to-morrow, fare ye well!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+2. 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 the 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]
+
+
+3. 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 past.
+
+    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: THE CHILD ALONE.]
+
+[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,
+    'T is he that inhabits the caves that you dig;
+    'T is he when you play with your soldiers of tin
+    That sides with the Frenchmen and never can win.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    'T is 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,
+    'T is 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]
+
+[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]
+
+
+
+
+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 children's 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]
+
+
+
+
+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 was 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!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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 harbour 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 lie safe in the bay.
+
+    This one is sailing and that one is moored:
+    Hark to the song of the sailors on board!
+    And see on 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 LAND OF STORY-BOOKS.
+
+
+    At evening, when the lamp is lit,
+    Around the fire my parents sit;
+    They sit at home and talk and sing,
+    And do not play at anything.
+
+    Now, with my little gun, I crawl
+    All in the dark along the wall,
+    And follow round the forest track
+    Away behind the sofa back.
+
+    There, in the night, where none can spy,
+    All in my hunter's camp I lie,
+    And play at books that I have read
+    Till it is time to go to bed.
+
+    These are the hills, these are the woods,
+    These are my starry solitudes;
+    And there the river by whose brink
+    The roaring lions come to drink.
+
+    I see the others far away
+    As if in firelit camp they lay,
+    And I, like to an Indian scout,
+    Around their party prowled about.
+
+    So, when my nurse comes in for me,
+    Home I return across the sea,
+    And go to bed with backward looks
+    At my dear land of Story-books.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+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]
+
+[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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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: GARDEN DAYS.]
+
+[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 shadows fall,
+      As the rays diminish,
+    Under the evening's cloak, they all
+      Roll away and vanish.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Garden darkened, daisy shut,
+      Child in bed, they slumber--
+    Glow-worm in the highway rut,
+      Mice among the lumber.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    In the darkness houses shine,
+      Parents move with candles;
+    Till on all, the night divine
+      Turns the bedroom handles.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    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 arbour-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.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    They shall go flying
+      With musical speeches
+    High overhead in the
+      Tops of the beeches.
+
+    In spite of our wisdom
+      And sensible talking,
+    We on our feet must go
+      Plodding and walking.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[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]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+SUMMER SUN.
+
+
+    Great is the sun, and wide he goes
+    Through empty heaven without repose;
+    And in the blue and glowing days
+    More thick than rain he showers his rays.
+
+    Though closer still the blinds we pull
+    To keep the shady parlour cool,
+    Yet he will find a chink or two
+    To slip his golden fingers through.
+
+    The dusty attic spider-clad
+    He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
+    And through the broken edge of tiles,
+    Into the laddered hayloft smiles.
+
+    Meantime his golden face around
+    He bares to all the garden ground,
+    And sheds a warm and glittering look
+    Among the ivy's inmost nook.
+
+    Above the hills, along the blue,
+    Round the bright air with footing true,
+    To please the child, to paint the rose,
+    The gardener of the World, he goes.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE DUMB SOLDIER
+
+
+    When the grass was closely mown,
+    Walking on the lawn alone,
+    In the turf a hole I found
+    And hid a soldier underground.
+
+    Spring and daisies came apace;
+    Grasses hide my hiding place;
+    Grasses run like a green sea
+    O'er the lawn up to my knee.
+
+    Under grass alone he lies,
+    Looking up with leaden eyes,
+    Scarlet coat and pointed gun,
+    To the stars and to the sun.
+
+    When the grass is ripe like grain,
+    When the scythe is stoned again,
+    When the lawn is shaven clear,
+    Then my hole shall reappear.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    I shall find him, never fear,
+    I shall find my grenadier;
+    But for all that's gone and come,
+    I shall find my soldier dumb.
+
+    He has lived, a little thing,
+    In the grassy woods of spring;
+    Done, if he could tell me true,
+    Just as I should like to do.
+
+    He has seen the starry hours
+    And the springing of the flowers;
+    And the fairy things that pass
+    In the forests of the grass.
+
+    In the silence he has heard
+    Talking bee and ladybird,
+    And the butterfly has flown
+    O'er him as he lay alone.
+
+    Not a word will he disclose,
+    Not a word of all he knows.
+    I must lay him on the shelf,
+    And make up the tale myself.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+AUTUMN FIRES
+
+
+    In the other gardens
+      And all up the vale,
+    From the autumn bonfires
+      See the smoke trail!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Pleasant summer over
+      And all the summer flowers,
+    The red fire blazes,
+      The grey smoke towers.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Sing a song of seasons!
+      Something bright in all!
+    Flowers in the summer,
+      Fires in the fall!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE GARDENER
+
+
+    The gardener does not love to talk,
+    He makes me keep the gravel walk;
+    And when he puts his tools away,
+    He locks the door and takes the key.
+
+    Away behind the currant row
+    Where no one else but cook may go,
+    Far in the plots, I see him dig,
+    Old and serious, brown and big.
+
+    He digs the flowers, green, red and blue,
+    Nor wishes to be spoken to.
+    He digs the flowers and cuts the hay,
+    And never seems to want to play.
+
+    Silly gardener! summer goes,
+    And winter comes with pinching toes,
+    When in the garden bare and brown
+    You must lay your barrow down.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Well now, and while the summer stays,
+    To profit by these garden days,
+    O how much wiser you would be
+    To play at Indian wars with me!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+HISTORICAL ASSOCIATIONS
+
+
+    Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground
+    That now you smoke your pipe around,
+    Has seen immortal actions done
+    And valiant battles lost and won.
+
+    Here we had best on tip-toe tread,
+    While I for safety march ahead,
+    For this is that enchanted ground
+    Where all who loiter slumber sound.
+
+    Here is the sea, here is the sand,
+    Here is simple Shepherd's Land,
+    Here are the fairy hollyhocks,
+    And there are Ali Baba's rocks.
+
+    But yonder, see! apart and high,
+    Frozen Siberia lies; where I,
+    With Robert Bruce and William Tell,
+    Was bound by an enchanter's spell.
+
+    There, then, awhile in chains we lay,
+    In wintry dungeons, far from day;
+    But ris'n at length, with might and main,
+    Our iron fetters burst in twain.
+
+    Then all the horns were blown in town;
+    And to the ramparts clanging down,
+    All the giants leaped to horse
+    And charged behind us through the gorse.
+
+    On we rode, the others and I,
+    Over the mountains blue, and by
+    The Silver River, the sounding sea,
+    And the robber woods of Tartary.
+
+    A thousand miles we galloped fast,
+    And down the witches' lane we passed,
+    And rode amain with brandished sword,
+    Up to the middle, through the ford.
+
+    Last we drew rein--a weary three--
+    Upon the lawn, in time for tea,
+    And from our steeds alighted down
+    Before the gates of Babylon.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration: ENVOYS.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO WILLIE AND HENRIETTA
+
+
+        If two may read aright
+        These rhymes of old delight
+        And house and garden play,
+    You two, my cousins, and you only, may.
+
+        You in a garden green
+        With me were king and queen,
+        Were hunter, soldier, tar,
+    And all the thousand things that children are.
+
+        Now in the elders' seat
+        We rest with quiet feet,
+        And from the window-bay
+    We watch the children, our successors, play.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+        "Time was," the golden head
+        Irrevocably said;
+        But time which none can bind,
+    While flowing fast away, leaves love behind.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO MY MOTHER
+
+
+    You too, my mother, read my rhymes
+    For love of unforgotten times,
+    And you may chance to hear once more
+    The little feet along the floor.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO AUNTIE
+
+
+    _Chief of our aunts_--not only I,
+    But all your dozen of nurselings cry--
+    _What did the other children do?_
+    _And what were childhood, wanting you?_
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO MINNIE
+
+
+    The red room with the giant bed
+    Where none but elders laid their head;
+    The little room where you and I
+    Did for awhile together lie
+    And, simple suitor, I your hand
+    In decent marriage did demand;
+    The great day nursery, best of all,
+    With pictures pasted on the wall
+    And leaves upon the blind--
+    A pleasant room wherein to wake
+    And hear the leafy garden shake
+    And rustle in the wind--
+    And pleasant there to lie in bed
+    And see the pictures overhead--
+    The wars about Sebastopol,
+    The grinning guns along the wall,
+    The daring escalade,
+    The plunging ships, the bleating sheep,
+    The happy children ankle-deep
+    And laughing as they wade:
+    All these are vanished clean away,
+    And the old manse is changed to-day;
+    It wears an altered face
+    And shields a stranger race.
+    The river, on from mill to mill,
+    Flows past our childhood's garden still;
+    But ah! we children never more
+    Shall watch it from the water-door!
+    Below the yew--it still is there--
+    Our phantom voices haunt the air
+    As we were still at play,
+    And I can hear them call and say:
+    '_How far is it to Babylon?_'
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Ah, far enough, my dear,
+    Far, far enough from here--
+    Yet you have farther gone!
+    '_Can I get there by candlelight?_'
+    So goes the old refrain.
+    I do not know--perchance you might--
+    But only, children, hear it right,
+    Ah, never to return again!
+    The eternal dawn, beyond a doubt,
+    Shall break on hill and plain,
+    And put all stars and candles out,
+    Ere we be young again.
+    To you in distant India, these
+    I send across the seas,
+    Nor count it far across.
+    For which of us forgets
+    The Indian cabinets,
+    The bones of antelope, the wings of albatross,
+    The pied and painted birds and beans,
+    The junks and bangles, beads and screens,
+    The gods and sacred bells,
+    And the loud-humming, twisted shells?
+    The level of the parlour floor
+    Was honest, homely, Scottish shore;
+    But when we climbed upon a chair,
+    Behold the gorgeous East was there!
+    Be this a fable; and behold
+    Me in the parlour as of old,
+    And Minnie just above me set
+    In the quaint Indian cabinet!
+    Smiling and kind, you grace a shelf
+    Too high for me to reach myself.
+    Reach down a hand, my dear, and take
+    These rhymes for old acquaintance' sake.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO MY NAME-CHILD
+
+
+1
+
+    Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed,
+    Little Louis Sanchez, will be given you to read.
+    Then shall you discover that your name was printed down
+    By the English printers, long before, in London town.
+
+    In the great and busy city where the East and West are met,
+    All the little letters did the English printer set;
+    While you thought of nothing, and were still too young to play,
+    Foreign people thought of you in places far away.
+
+    Ay, and while you slept, a baby, over all the English lands
+    Other little children took the volume in their hands;
+    Other children questioned, in their homes across the seas:
+    Who was little Louis, won't you tell us, mother, please?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+2
+
+    Now that you have spelt your lesson, lay it down and go and play,
+    Seeking shells and seaweed on the sands of Monterey,
+    Watching all the mighty whalebones, lying buried by the breeze,
+    Tiny sandy-pipers, and the huge Pacific seas.
+
+    And remember in your playing, as the sea-fog rolls to you,
+    Long ere you could read it, how I told you what to do;
+    And that while you thought of no one, nearly half the world away
+    Some one thought of Louis on the beach of Monterey!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+TO ANY READER
+
+
+    As from the house your mother sees
+    You playing round the garden trees,
+    So you may see, if you will look
+    Through the windows of this book,
+    Another child, far, far away,
+    And in another garden, play.
+    But do not think you can at all,
+    By knocking on the window, call
+    That child to hear you. He intent
+    Is all on his play-business bent.
+    He does not hear; he will not look,
+    Nor yet be lured out of this book.
+    For, long ago, the truth to say,
+    He has grown up and gone away,
+    And it is but a child of air
+    That lingers in the garden there.
+
+[Illustration: THE END]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+
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