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Sailing blossoms, silver fishes, Paven pools as clear as air   How a child wishes To live down there! FAILING BLOSSOMS SILVER FISHES A PAVEMENT POOLS AS CLEAR AS AIR HOW CHILD WISHES TO LIVE DOWN THERE
eaking mouse, The howling dog by the door of the house, The bat that lies in bed at noon, All love to be out by the light of the moon. But all of the things that belong to the day Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way; And flowers and children close their eyes Till up in the morning the sun shall arise. [Illustration] [Illustration] THE SWING How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside-- Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown-- Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down! [Illustration] TIME TO RISE A birdie with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: "Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-head!" [Illustration] LOOKING-GLASS RIVER Smooth it glides upon its travel, Here a wimple, there a gleam-- O the clean gravel! O the smooth stream!  STREETS AND FIELDS AND HARBOUR QUAYS AND BIRDIES ASLEEP IN THE FORKS OF THE TREES THE SQUALIT RING CAT AND THE SQUEAKING MOUSE THE HOWLING DOG BY THE DOOR OF THE HOUSE THE BAT THAT LIES IN BED AT NOON ALL LOVE TO BE OUT BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON BUT ALL THE THINGS THAT BELONG TO THE DAY CUDDLE TO SLEEP TO BE OUT OF HER WAY AND FLOWER AND CHILDREN CLOSE THEIR EYES TILL IN THE MORNING THE SUN SHALL RIDE THUS WAVING HOW DO YOU LIKE TO GO OPEN A SWING UP IN THE AIR SO BLUE OH I DO THINK IT IS THE PLEASANTEST THING EVER A CHILD CAN DO UP THERE AND OVER THE WALL TILL I CAN SEE SO WIDE RIVERS AND TREES AND CATTLE AND ALL OVER THE COUNTRY SIDE TILL I LOOK DOWN ON THE GARDEN GREEN DOWN THE ROOFS OR BROWN UP IN THE ERIG I GO FLYING UP IN THE AIR AND DOWN TIME A BIRDIE WITH A YELLOW BILL HOPPED UPON THE WINDOW SILL COCKED HIS SHINING EYE AND SAID AIN'T YOU SHAMED YOU SLEEPY HEAD LOOKING GLASS RIVER SMOOTH IT GLIDES UPON ITS TRAVEL HERE A WIMPLE THERE A GLEAM O THE CLEAN GRAVEL O THE SMOOTH STREAM
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