THE LITTLE LAND

Painted very clear and neat

On the rain-pool at my feet.
Should a leaflet come to land
Drifting near to where I stand,
Straight I’ll board that tiny boat
Round the rain-pool sea to float.

 

Little thoughtful creatures sit

On the grassy coasts of it ;

Little things with lovely eyes

See me sailing with surprise.

Some are clad in armour green—
(These have sure to battle been !)—
Some are pied with ev'ry hue,

Black and crimson, gold and blue;
Some have wings and swift are gone ;—
But they all look kindly on.

    

Road

   
  

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When my eyes I once again
Open, and see all things plain:
High bare walls, great bare floor ;

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