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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! HERE IS THE CHILDHOOD CLAPPERS ITS GRABBLES ALL BY HIMSELF A GATHERED BRAMBLES HERE THE TRAP WHO STAB THE GATE AND THERE'S DEGREED FOR STRINGING THE DAISIES HERE'S THE CART RIGHT AWAY UP THE ROAD LUMPING ALONG WITH A MAN AND A LOAD AND HERE'S A MILL AND THERE THE RIVER EACH A GLIMPSE AND GONE FOR EVER
loured faces Floating on the shaken pool Down in cool places, Dim and very cool; Till a wind or water wrinkle, Dipping marten, plumping trout, Spreads in a twinkle And blots all out. 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. 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] [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.  SECTION NUMBER SEVEN OF A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THIS LIVER BOX RECORDINGS THE PUBLIC DEBAY 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 STORES HEAR AND TELL FROM A RAILWAY CARRIAGE FASTER THAN FAIRIES FASTER THAN WITCHES RIGID THAN HULLS HEDGES AND DITCHES AND CHARGING ALONG LIKE TROOPS IN A BATTLE ALL THROUGH THE MEADOWS AND HORSES AND CATTLE ALL OF THE SIGHT OF THE HILL AND THE PLAIN FLY AS THICK AS DRIVER GRATE AND EVER GET IN THE WINK OF AN EYE PAID THE STATIONS WHISTLE BY
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