Sunday, January 8, 2012

The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson


The Swing



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,

Rivers 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!

-- Robert Louis Stevenson
 

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