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In every hole the sea came up, Till it could come no more. IN EVERY HOLE THE SEA CAME UP TILL IT COULD COME NO MORE
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. TO AUNTIE 100 What did the other children do? And what were childhood, wanting you? A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES [Illustration] BED IN SUMMER In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. 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.  SECTION NUMBER ONE OF A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THIS LIVERPOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC 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
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