<h2><SPAN name="THE_LITTLE_LAND" id="THE_LITTLE_LAND"></SPAN>THE LITTLE LAND</h2>
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<span class="i12">When at home alone I sit<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And am very tired of it,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">I have just to shut my eyes<br/></span>
<span class="i12">To go sailing through the skies—<br/></span>
<span class="i12">To go sailing far away<br/></span>
<span class="i12">To the pleasant Land of play;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">To the fairy land afar<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Where the Little People are;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Where the clover-tops are trees,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And the rain-pools are the seas,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And the leaves like little ships<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Sail about on tiny trips;<br/></span>
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</SPAN></span><span class="i12">And above the daisy tree<br/></span>
<span class="i14">Through the grasses,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">High o'erhead the Bumble Bee<br/></span>
<span class="i14">Hums and passes.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i12">In that forest to and fro<br/></span>
<span class="i12">I can wander, I can go;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">See the spider and the fly,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And the ants go marching by<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Carrying parcels with their feet<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Down the green and grassy street.<br/></span>
<span class="i12">I can in the sorrel sit<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Where the ladybird alit.<br/></span>
<span class="i12">I can climb the jointed grass;<br/></span>
<span class="i14">And on high<br/></span>
<span class="i12">See the greater swallows pass<br/></span>
<span class="i14">In the sky,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And the round sun rolling by<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Heeding no such things as I.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i12">Through that forest I can pass<br/></span>
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</SPAN></span><span class="i12">Till, as in a looking-glass,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Humming fly and daisy tree<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And my tiny self I see,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Painted very clear and neat<br/></span>
<span class="i12">On the rain-pool at my feet.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i12">Should a leaflet come to land<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Drifting near to where I stand,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Straight I'll board that tiny boat<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Round the rain-pool sea to float.<br/></span></div>
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i12">Little thoughtful creatures sit<br/></span>
<span class="i12">On the grassy coasts of it;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Little things with lovely eyes<br/></span>
<span class="i12">See me sailing with surprise.<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Some are clad in armour green—<br/></span>
<span class="i12">(These have sure to battle been!)—<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Some are pied with ev'ry hue,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Black and crimson, gold and blue;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Some have wings and swift are gone;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">But they all look kindly on.<br/></span>
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</SPAN></span></div>
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<span class="i12">When my eyes I once again<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Open, and see all things plain;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">High bare walls, great bare floor;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Great big knobs on drawer and door;<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Great big people perched on chairs,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Stitching tucks and mending tears,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Each a hill that I could climb,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And talking nonsense all the time—<br/></span>
<span class="i14">O dear me,<br/></span>
<span class="i14">That I could be<br/></span>
<span class="i12">A sailor on the rain-pool sea,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">A climber in, the clover tree,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">And just come back, a sleepy-head,<br/></span>
<span class="i12">Late at night to go to bed.<br/></span></div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</SPAN></span></p>
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