MY SHIP AND I IT'S I that am the captain of a tidy O little ship, Of a ship that goes a-sailing on the pond; And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about; But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out How to send my vessel sailing on beyond. For I mean to grow as little as the dolly at the helm, And the dolly I intend to come alive; And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go, It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow And the vessel goes a divie-divie-dive. O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds, And you'll hear the water singing at the prow; For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore, To land upon the island where no dolly was before, And to fire the penny cannon in the bow. MY KINGDOM OWN by a shining water well Do I found a very little dell, No higher than my head. The heather and the gorse about I called the little pool a sea; I made a boat, I made a town, And all about was mine, I said, This was the world and I was king; 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 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! PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER UMMER fading, winter comes - Water now is turned to stone All the pretty things put by, We may see how all things are, How am I to sing your praise, |