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II. TO AUNTIE 180

IV. TO MINNIE 181

V. TO MY NAME-CHILD 187

VI. TO ANY READER 190

ILLUSTRATIONS

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THE GARDENER _Frontispiece_
O how much wiser you would be
To play at Indian wars with me!

PIRATE STORY 23
Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea.

THE LAND OF NOD 43
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.

THE WIND 60
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all--

THE SWING 81
Up in the air and down.

THE HAYLOFT 93
The mice that in these mountains dwell
No happier are than I.

MY SHIP AND I 109
And my ship it keeps a-turning all around
and all about.

THE LITTLE LAND 134
In that forest to and fro
I can wander, I can go.

A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES

I

BED IN SUMMER

IN winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?

II

A THOUGHT

IT is very nice to think
The world is full of meat and drink,
With little children saying grace
In every Christian kind of place.

III

AT THE SEASIDE

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 eve