From "A Child's Garden of Verses" by Robert Louis Stevenson
RAIN
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrells here,
THE SWING
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do !
Up in the air and over the wall,
Til I can see so wilde,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--
Till i look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
AT THE SEA-SIDE
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,
till it ould come no more.
