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[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. A 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
 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.  BAD WHO IS REALLY A CARPENTER MADE BLOCK CITY WHAT ARE YOU ABLE TO BUILD IS YOUR BOX CASTLE AND PALACES TEMPLES AND DOCKS MAY KEEPER READY AND OTHERS GO ROME BUT I CAN BE HAVING AND BUILDING AT HOME LET THE SUPPER BE ROUND THE CARPET B C THERE'LL ESTABLISH A CITY FOR ME A KIRK AT A VILL AT A PALACE BESIDE AND A HARBOUR AS WELL WHERE MY VESSELS MAY RIDE GREAT IS THE PALACE WITH WITH PILLAR AND WALL A FORD OF A TOWER ON THE TOP OF IT ALL AND STEPS COOPING DOWN IN AN ORDERLY WAY TO WHEREBY TOY VESSELS LIE SAFE IN THE BAY THIS ONE FEELING ABOUT WHAT IS MOORED HARK TO THE SOG OF THE SAILORS ON BOARD AT SEA AT THE STEPS OF MY PALACE THE KING IS COMING AND GOING WITH PEASANTS AND THINGS NOW I HAVE DONE IT DOUBT LET IT GO ALL AT ABOVE IT THIS TOWER IS LAID LOW BLOCK UPON BLOCK LYING SCATTERED ON A TREE WHAT'S THERE LEFT O MY TOWN BY THE SEA YET AS I SAW IT AGAIN THE CROOK OF THE PATH THE SHIPS AND THE MEN AND AS LONG AS I LIVE I'LL REMEMBER WHERE I MAY BE I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER MY TOWN BY THE SE
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