XI 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, Is singing in the rain. Wi LOOKING FORWARD HEN I am grown to man's estate I shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys. XIII A GOOD PLAY E built a ship upon the stairs WE All made of the back-bedroom chairs, And filled it full of sofa pillows We took a saw and several nails, We sailed along for days and days, WHERE GO THE BOATS? DARK brown is the river, Golden is the sand. It flows along for ever, With trees on either hand. Green leaves a-floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a-boating Where will all come home? On goes the river And out past the mill, Away down the valley, Away down the hill. Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore. |