The leaves are fresh after the rain, The air is cool and clear, The sun is shining warm again, The sparrows hopping in the lane Are brisk and full of cheer.
A speck went blowing up against the sky As little as a leaf: then it drew near And broadened. "It's a bird," said I, And fetched my bow and arrows. It was queer! It grew up from a speck into a blot,...
Behind the hill I met a man in green Who asked me if my mother had gone out? I said she had. He asked me had I seen His castle where the people sing and shout From dawn to dark, and told me that he had...
The sun is always in the sky Whenever I get out of bed, And I often wonder why It's never late., My sister said She did not know who did the trick, And that she did not care a bit,...
The night was creeping on the ground; She crept and did not make a sound Until she reached the tree, and then She covered it, and stole again Along the grass beside the wall. ...
When the bright eyes of the day Open on the dusk, to see Mist and shadow fade away And the sun shine merrily, Then I leave my bed and run Out to frolic in the sun. ...
Be kind unto these three, O King! For they were fragrant-skinned, cheerful and giving; Three stainless pearls, three of mild, winning ways, Three candles sending forth three pleasant rays,...