II A THOUGHT T is very nice to think The world is full of meat and drink, With little children saying grace AT THE SEA-SIDE HEN I was down beside the sea WH A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore. My holes were empty like a cup. IV YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT ALL night long and every night, When my mama puts out the light, I see the people marching by, Armies and emperors and kings, So fine a show was never seen At first they move a little slow, |