A Child's Garden of Verses

Robert Louis Stevenson

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A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES FIFTH IMPRESSION

"Stories All Children Love" A SET OF CHILDREN'S CLASSICS THAT SHOULD BE IN EVERY WINTER HOME AND SUMMER COTTAGE ———— Vinzi B Y JOHANNA SPYRI Translated by ELISABETH P. STORK

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Mäzli B Y JOHANNA SPYRI Translated by ELISABETH P. STORK

Cornelli B Y JOHANNA SPYRI Translated by ELISABETH P. STORK

A Child's Garden of Verses B Y ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON

The Little Lame Prince and Other Stories B Y MISS MULOCK

Gulliver's Travels B Y JONATHAN SWIFT

The Water Babies B Y CHARLES KINGSLEY

Pinocchio B Y C. COLLODI

Robinson Crusoe B Y DANIEL DEFOE

Heidi B Y JOHANNA SPYRI Translated by ELISABETH P. STORK

The Cuckoo Clock B Y MRS. MOLESWORTH

The Swiss Family Robinson E DITED   BY G. E. MITTON

The Princess and Curdie B Y GEORGE MACDONALD

The Princess and the Goblin B Y GEORGE MACDONALD At the Back of the North Wind B Y GEORGE MACDONALD

A Dog of Flanders B Y "OUIDA"

Bimbi B Y "OUIDA"

Mopsa, the Fairy B Y JEAN INGELOW

Tales of Fairyland

B Y FERGUS HUME

Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales

Each Volume Beautifully Illustrated in Color. Decorated Cloth. Other Books in This Set are in Preparation.

T HE G ARDENER  O how much wiser you would be  To play at Indian wars with me!

A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES

BY

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ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ILLUSTRATIONS IN COLOR BY MARIA L. KIRK

PHILADELPHIA AND LONDON J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY

ILLUSTRATIONS COPYRIGHT, 1919, BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY

PRINTED BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY AT THE WASHINGTON SQUARE PRESS PHILADELPHIA, U. S. A.

TO ALISON CUNNINGHAM FROM HER BOY F ool eht r s yh:eka fed moruny rtwo  ywaka A e dnw tahc ng nights you la For your most comfortable hand That led me through the uneven land: For all the story-books you read: For all the pains you comforted: For all you pitied, all you bore, In sad and happy days of yore:— My second Mother, my first Wife, The angel of my infant life— From the sick child, now well and old, Take, nurse, the little book you hold! And grant it, Heaven, that all who read May find as dear a nurse at need, And every child who lists my rhyme, In the bright, fireside, nursery clime,

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May hear it in as kind a voice As made my childish days rejoice!

CONTENTS   PAGE I. B ED   IN S UMMER 15 II. A T HOUGHT 17 III. A T   THE S EASIDE 18 IV. Y OUNG N IGHT T HOUGHT 19 V. W HOLE D UTY   OF C HILDREN 21 VI. R AIN 22 VII. P IRATE S TORY 23 VIII. F OREIGN L ANDS 25 IX. W INDY N IGHTS 29 X. T RAVEL 30 XI. S INGING 34 XII. L OOKING F ORWARD 35 XIII. A G OOD P LAY 36 XIV. W HERE G O   THE B OATS ?38 XV. A UNTIE ' S S KIRTS 40 XVI. T HE L AND   OF C OUNTERPANE 41 XVII. T HE L AND   OF N OD 43 XVIII. M Y S HADOW 45 XIX. S YSTEM 49 XX. A G OOD B OY 50 XXI. E SCAPE   AT B EDTIME 53 XXII. M ARCHING S ONG 55 XXIII. T HE C OW 57 XXIV. H APPY T HOUGHT 59 XXV. T HE W IND 60 XXVI. K EEPSAKE M ILL 62 XXVII. G OOD   AND B AD C HILDREN 65 XXVIII. F OREIGN C HILDREN 69 XXIX. T HE S UN ' S T RAVELS 73 XXX. T HE L AMPLIGHTER 75 XXXI. M Y B ED   IS   A B OAT 77 XXXII. T HE M OON 79 XXXIII. T HE S WING 81 XXXIV. T IME T O R ISE 83 XXXV. L OOKING - GLASS R IVER 84 XXXVI. F AIRY B READ 87 XXXVII. F ROM   A R AILWAY C ARRIAGE 88 XXXVIII. W INTER - TIME 90 XXXIX. T HE H AYLOFT 93 XL. F AREWELL   TO   THE F ARM 95 XLI. N ORTH - WEST P ASSAGE :

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 1. Good Night97   2. Shadow March99   3. In Port101 THE CHILD ALONE PAGE I. T HE U NSEEN P LAYMATE 105 II. M Y S HIP   AND I109 III. M Y K INGDOM 111 IV. P ICTURE - BOOKS   IN W INTER 115 V. M Y T REASURES 119 VI. B LOCK C ITY 121 VII. T HE L AND   OF S TORY B OOKS 125 VIII. A RMIES   IN   THE F IRE 129 IX. T HE L ITTLE L AND 133 GARDEN DAYS PAGE I. N IGHT   AND D AY 141 II. N EST E GGS 147 III. T HE F LOWERS 151 IV. S UMMER S UN 153 V. T HE D UMB S OLDIER 157 VI. A UTUMN F IRES 163 VII. T HE G ARDENER 165 VIII. H ISTORICAL A SSOCIATIONS 169 ENVOYS PAGE I. T O W ILLIE   AND H ENRIETTA 177 II. T O M Y M OTHER 179 II. T O A UNTIE 180 IV. T O M INNIE 181 V. T O M Y N AME -C HILD 187 VI. T O A NY R EADER 190

ILLUSTRATIONS

  T HE G ARDENER O how much wiser you would be To play at Indian wars with me! P IRATE S TORY Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea. T HE L AND   OF N OD And up the mountain-sides of dreams. T HE W IND I felt you push, I heard you call,

PAGE Frontispiece 23 43 60

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I could not see yourself at all— T HE S WING Up in the air and down. T HE H AYLOFT The mice that in these mountains dwell No happier are than I. M Y S HIP   AND I And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about. T HE L ITTLE L AND In that forest to and fro I can wander, I can go.

A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES

I BED IN SUMMER I N wi I gnteru teta pgin  nA th drd s es ybyloel wacdnell-gith. 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?

II A THOUGHT I T is very nice to think The world is full of meat and drink, With little children saying grace

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In every Christian kind of place.

III AT THE SEASIDE N I was down beside the sea W A woo HE ee av mtoht eg ye neddaps To dig the sandy shore. My holes were empty like a cup, In every hole the sea came up, Till it could come no more.

IV YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT A LL night long and every night, When my mamma puts out the light, I see the people marching by, As plain as day, before my eye. Armies and emperors and kings, All carrying different kinds of things, And marching in so grand a way, You never saw the like by day. So fine a show was never seen, At the great circus on the green; For every kind of beast and man Is marching in that caravan. At first they move a little slow, But still the faster on they go, And still beside them close I keep Until we reach the town of Sleep.

V WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN CHILD should always say what's true

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And speak when he is spoken to, And behave mannerly at table; At least as far as he is able.

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RAIN HE rain is raining all around, T It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.

P IRATE S TORY Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea

VII

PIRATE STORY

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VIII FOREIGN LANDS U tho che ryerre tPtni  t lib bu me?ttles ohW e ohlcmilu d I held the trunk with both my hands And looked abroad on foreign lands. I saw the next door garden lie, Adorned with flowers, before my eye, And many pleasant places more That I had never seen before. I saw the dimpling river pass And be the sky's blue looking-glass; The dusty roads go up and down With people tramping in to town. If I could find a higher tree Farther and farther I should see, To where the grown-up river slips Into the sea among the ships, To where the roads on either hand Lead onward into fairy land, Where all the children dine at five, And all the playthings come alive.

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IX WINDY NIGHTS and stars are set, W  whe terevenWh he moon ENEVER t gi, H hsih ni d All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about? Whenever the trees are crying aloud, And ships are tossed at sea, By, on the highway, low and loud, By at the gallop goes he. By at the gallop he goes, and then By he comes back at the gallop again.

X TRAVEL I SHOULD like to rise and go Where the golden apples grow;— Where below another sky Parrot islands anchored lie, And, watched by cockatoos and goats, Lonely Crusoes building boats;— Where in sunshine reaching out Eastern cities, miles about, Are with mosque and minaret Among sandy gardens set, And the rich goods from near and far Hang for sale in the bazaar; Where the Great Wall round China goes, And on one side the desert blows, And with bell and voice and drum, Cities on the other hum;— Where are forests, hot as fire, Wide as England, tall as a spire, Full of apes and cocoa-nuts And the negro hunters' huts;— Where the knotty crocodile Lies and blinks in the Nile, And the red flamingo flies Hunting fish before his eyes;— Where in un les, near and far,

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