Down by a shining water well
I found a very little dell,
No higher than my head.
The heather and the gorse about
In summer bloom were coming out,
Some yellow and some red.
I called the little pool a sea;
The little hills were big to me;
For I am very small.
I made a boat, I made a town,
I searched the caverns up and down,
And named them one and all.
And all about was mine, I said,
The little sparrows overhead,
The little minnows too.
This was the world and I was king;
For me the bees came by to sing,
For me the swallows flew.
I played there were no deeper seas,
Nor any wider plains than these,
Nor other kings than me.
At last I heard my mother call
Out from the house at evenfall,
To call me home to tea.
And I must rise and leave my dell,
And leave my dimpled water well,
And leave my heather blooms.
Alas! and as my home I neared,
How very big my nurse appeared.
How great and cool the rooms!
Recording time: 1 min., 13 sec.
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Category:Childrens Classic Stories -- posted at: 9:00am CST

Our Cow from A Book for Kids by C. J. Dennis
Down by the sliprails stands our cow 
Chewing, chewing, chewing, 
She does not care what folks out there 
In the great, big world are doing. 
She sees the small cloud-shadows pass 
And green grass shining under. 
If she does think, what does she think 
About it all, I wonder? 
She sees the swallows skimming by 
Above the sweet young clover, 
The light reeds swaying in the wind 
And tall trees bending over. 
Far down the track she hears 
the crack of bullock-whips, and raving 
Of angry men where, 
in the sun, Her fellow-beasts are slaving. 
Girls, we are told, can scratch and scold, 
And boys will fight and wrangle, 
And big, grown men, just now and then, 
Fret o'er some fingle-fangle, 
Vexing the earth with grief or mirth, 
Longing, rejoicing, rueing-- 
But by the sliprails stands our cow, 
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