Robert Louis Stevenson 4

 

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THE COW

The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day.
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
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 hollow like a cup,
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could hold no more.

 

img049a_thHAPPY THOUGHT

The world is so full of a number of things,
I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.

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