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Title: Poems of childhood
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Field, Eugene, 1850-1895 Parrish, Maxfield, 1870-1966
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Publisher: New York, C. Scribner's Sons
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ous history In good old ballad style.( 142 ) OF THE WALLER LOT Which having done as to have earnedThe sweet rewards of fame, In what same style I did beginI now shall end the same. So let us sing: Long live the King,Long live the Queen and Jack, Long live the ten-spot and the ace,And also all the pack. ( m j THE FLY-AWAY HORSE OH, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse —Perhaps you have seen him before;Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has sweptThrough the moonlight that floats on the floor.For its only at night, when the stars twinkle bright, That the Fly-Away Horse, with a neighAnd a pull at his rein and a toss of his mane,Is up on his heels and away IThe Moon in the sky,As he gallopeth by,Cries: Oh ! what a marvellous sight!And the Stars in dismayHide their faces awayIn the lap of old Grandmother Night. It is yonder, out yonder, the Fly-Away Horse Speedeth ever and ever away —Over meadows and lanes, over mountains and plains, Over streamlets that sing at their play; ( 144 1
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The Fly-away Horse THE FLY-AWAY HORSE And over the sea like a ghost sweepeth he, While the ships they go sailing below,And he speedeth so fast that the men at the mastAdjudge him some portent of woe. What ho there ! they cry,As he flourishes byWith a whisk of his beautiful tail;And the fish in the seaAre as scared as can be,From the nautilus up to the whale! And the Fly-A way Horse seeks those far-away lands You little folk dream of at night —Where candy-trees grow, and honey-brooks flow, And corn-fields with popcorn are white;And the beasts in the wood are ever so good To children who visit them there —What glory astride of a lion to ride,Or to wrestle around with a bear!The monkeys, they say: Come on, let us play,And they frisk in the cocoanut-trees:While the parrots, that clingTo the peanut-vines, singOr converse with comparative ease! Off! scamper to bed — you shall ride him to-night! For, as soon as you ve fallen asleep,With a jubilant neigh he shall bear you away Over fore

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