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[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? NDY 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 FIRES ARE OUT WHY DOES HE GALLOP AND GALLOP A BOAT
e 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 is the shore. 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. AT WE'RE AFLOAT WEARY OF THE WEATHER AND STEERING BY A STAR SHALL IT BE TO AFRICA A STEERING OF THE BOAT TO PROVIDENCE A BABYLON OR UP TO MALABAR HI BUT HERE THE SQUANDRON 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 WICKED IS THE HARBOUR AND THE GARDEN IS THE SHORE FOREIGN LAND UP INTO THE CHERRY TREE WHO SHOULD CLIMB BUT LITTLE MEAT I HELD THE TRUNK WITH BOTH MY HANDS AND LOOKED ABOARD 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 SKIES THE LOOKING GLASS THE DUSTY ROADS GO UP AND DOWN WITH PEOPLE TRAPPING TO THE 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
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