SINGING F speckled eggs the birdie sings And nests among the trees; The sailor sings of ropes and things In ships upon the seas. The children sing in far Japan, MARCHING SONG RING the comb and play upon it! BRING Marching, here we come! Willie cocks his Highland bonnet, Johnnie beats the drum. Mary Jane commands the party, Peter leads the rear; Feet in time, alert and hearty, Each a Grenadier! All in the most martial manner Here's enough of fame and pillage, Great commander Jane! Now that we've been round the village, THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE WHEN I was sick and lay abed, WHEN I had two pillows at my head, And sometimes for an hour or so And sometimes sent my ships in fleets I was the giant great and still And sees before him, dale and plain, 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. Here is a child who clambers and scrambles, All by himself and gathering brambles; Here is a tramp who stands and gazes; TH THE COW 'HE friendly cow all red and white, She gives me cream with all her might, She wanders lowing here and there, And yet she cannot stray, All in the pleasant open air, The pleasant light of day; And blown by all the winds that pass, HAPPY THOUGHT HE world is so full of a number of things, THE I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings. |