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! 23 23 XXXIV TIME TO RISE A birdie with a yellow bill A birdie Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: “Ain’t you ’shamed, you sleepy-head?” XXXV LOOKING-GLASS RIVER Smooth it slides upon its travel, Smooth Here a wimple, there a gleam— O the clean gravel! O the smooth stream!
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