What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
But I can be happy and building at home.
Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,
There I’ll establish a city for me:
A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,
And a harbour as well where my vessels may ride.
Great is the palace with pillar and wall,
A sort of a tower on the top of it all,
And steps coming down in an orderly way
To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.
This one is sailing and that one is moored:
Hark to the song of the sailors aboard!
And see, on the steps of my palace, the kings
Coming and going with presents and things!
Now I have done with it, down let it go!
All in a moment the town is laid low.
Block upon block lying scattered and free,
What is there left of my town by the sea?
Yet as I saw it, I see it again,
The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men,
And as long as I live and where’er I may be,
I’ll always remember my town by the sea.
A Child’s Garden of Verses by Robert Lewis Stevenson
“Scottish novelist, poet and essayist Robert Louis Stevenson dedicated “A Child’s Garden of Verses” to Alison Cunningham, the nurse of his early childhood years in Edinburgh–a time whose essence he strove to recapture in the sixty-four poems of this long-treasured collection. Here, in “The Land of Counterpane” and “The Land of Nod, ” and in such delightful lyrics as “My Bed Is a Boat, ” “Autumn Fires” and “Windy Nights, ” are rhymes and images children and their parents have cherished together since “A Child’s Garden of Verses” was first published in 1885.
Alternately humorous and whimsical, grave and fearful, courageous and determined, the poems touchingly voice the many moods and currents of a child’s imaginings.”
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