Robert louis stevenson poems bed in summer

In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so I watched my leaden soldiers go, With different uniforms and drills, Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;. As from the house your mother sees You playing round the garden trees, So you may see, if you will look Through the windows of this book, Another child, far, far away, And in another garden, play.

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