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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. 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. SO FINE A SHOW WAS NEVER SEEN AT THE GREAT CIRCUS ON THE GREEN WHERE EVERY KIND OF BEAST AND MAN IS MARCHING IN THAT CARAVAN AT FIRST THEY MOVE A LITTLE SLOW BUT STILL THE FASTER ON THEY GO AND STILL BESIDE THEM CLOSE I KEEP UNTIL WE REACH THE TOWN SLEEP
 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. 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: Mary Hans] 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: Biddy Fifine] [Illustration: BED IN SUMMER] [Illustration] AT THE SEA-SIDE 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] [Illustration] YOUNG NIGHT-THOUGHT All night long and every night, When my mama 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. LIC DOMAIN BED IN SUMMER IN WINTER I GET UP AT NIGHT AND DRESS BY YELLOW CANDLELIGHT 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 AND DOES IT NOT SEEM HARD TO YOU WHEN ALL THE SKY IS CLEAR AND BLUE AND I SHOULD LIKE SO MUCH TO PLAY TOO HAPPY TO GO TO BED BY DAY 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 AT THE SEA SIDE WHEN I WAS DOWN BESIDE THE SEA A WOODEN BATHE 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 YOUNG KNIGHT THOUGHT ALL LONG AND EVERY NIGHT WHEN MY MAMA 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 LAKE BY DAY
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