Child's Garden of Verses (Version 3)

<p class="f1" style="margin-left:8em"><SPAN name="THE_LAND_OF_COUNTERPANE" id="THE_LAND_OF_COUNTERPANE"></SPAN><b>THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE</b></p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i10">When I was sick and lay a-bed,<br/></span> <span class="i10">I had two pillows at my head,<br/></span> <span class="i10">And all my toys beside me lay<br/></span> <span class="i10">To keep me happy all the day.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i10">And sometimes for an hour or so<br/></span> <span class="i10">I watched my leaden soldiers go,<br/></span> <span class="i10">With different uniforms and drills,<br/></span> <span class="i10">Among the bed-clothes, through the hills.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i10">And sometimes sent my ships in fleets<br/></span> <span class="i10">All up and down among the sheets;<br/></span> <span class="i10">Or brought my trees and houses out,<br/></span> <span class="i10">And planted cities all about.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i10">I was the giant great and still<br/></span> <span class="i10">That sits upon the pillow-hill,<br/></span> <span class="i10">And sees before him, dale and plain<br/></span> <span class="i10">The pleasant Land of Counterpane.<br/></span></div> </div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_016.jpg" width-obs="500" height-obs="674" alt="Illustration" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />