FROM DRAWINGS IN COLOR
BY JESSIE WILLCOX SMITH
FACING PAGE | ||
Bed in Summer | 4 | |
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light. |
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Foreign Lands | 10 | |
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands. |
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The Land of Counterpane | 18 | |
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill, |
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My Shadow | 20 | |
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! |
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Foreign Children | 34 | |
Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,
Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me? |
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Looking-glass River | 42 | |
We can see our coloured faces
Floating on the shaken pool |
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The Hayloft | 48 | |
Oh, what a joy to clamber there,
Oh, what a place for play, With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air, The happy hills of hay! |
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North-west Passage | 50 | |
And face with an undaunted tread
The long black passage up to bed. |
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Picture-books in Winter | 64 | |
Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon; Still we find the flowing brooks In the picture story-books. |
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The Little Land | 74 | |
I have just to shut my eyes
To go sailing through the skies— To go sailing far away To the pleasant Land of Play; |
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The Flowers | 84 | |
All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. |
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To Auntie | 100 | |
What did the other children do?
And what were childhood, wanting you? |