How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
River and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside--
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
Down on the roof so brown--
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
-- Robert Louis Stevenson
4 comments:
The Little Golden Book of Poetry had lovely illustrations, but none so lovely as these.
Great-grandma
I agree, Mrs. Peterson. The best illustrations of all are the ones that feature our own.
There's a reason classic poems stay forever young, even as the pictures change.
I DO remember that picture - another beautiful blonde - and another poet.
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