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Monday, April 18, 2011

The pleasantest thing...

The Swing

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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,
River 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!