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TO MY NAME-CHILD 103

TO ANY READER 105

ILLUSTRATIONS

FROM DRAWINGS IN COLOR
BY JESSIE WILLCOX SMITH

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BED IN SUMMER 4

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.

FOREIGN LANDS 10

I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands.

THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE 18

I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,

MY SHADOW 20

He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

FOREIGN CHILDREN 34

Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,
Little frosty Eskimo,
Little Turk or Japanee,
Oh! don't you wish that you were me?

LOOKING-GLASS RIVER 42

We can see our coloured faces
Floating on the shaken pool

THE HAYLOFT 48

Oh, what a joy to clamber there,
Oh, what a place for play,
With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air,
The happy hills of hay!

NORTH-WEST PASSAGE 50

And face with an undaunted tread
The long black passage up to bed.

PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER 64

Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.

THE LITTLE LAND 74

I have just to shut my eyes
To go sailing through the skies--
To go sailing far away
To the pleasant Land of Play;

THE FLOWERS 84

All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Ho