THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS 91 And while on her pillow she softly lay, She knew nothing more till again it was day; And all things said to the beautiful sun, "Good morning, good morning! work is begun." Our ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SCOTLAND, 1850-1894 The Land of Story-books At evening when the lamp is lit, Now, with my little gun, I crawl, And follow round the forest track There in the night, where none can spy, my hunter's camp I lie, All in And play at books that I have read, These are the hills, these are the woods, These are my starry solitudes; 5 And there the river by whose brink The roaring lions come to drink. So, when my nurse comes in for me, RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES Lady Moon Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?" "Over the sea.' Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?" "All that love me.' 66 WINDY NIGHTS 98 Are you not tired with rolling and never Resting to sleep? Why look so pale and so sad, as forever Wishing to weep?" "Ask me not this, little child, if you love me; 5 You are too bold. I must obey my dear Father above me, "Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?" Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?" "All that love me." 10 ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Windy Nights Whenever the moon and stars are set, All night long in the dark and wet, 15 Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about? Whenever the trees are crying aloud, 5 By, on the highway, low and loud, By at the gallop he goes, and then 10 ISAAC WATTS ENGLAND, 1674-1748 Hush, My Babe, Lie Still and Slumber Hush, my babe, lie still and slumber, How much better thou'rt attended And became a child like thee! HUMILITY Soft and easy is the cradle; Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, I could give thee thousand kisses, Mayst thou live to know and fear Him, 95 10 ROBERT HERRICK ENGLAND, 1591-1674 Humility Humble we must be If to heaven we go; But the gate is low. 15 |