[Illustration: "Where the golden apples grow."]

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A CHILD'S

GARDEN OF

VERSES

BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON: ILLUSTRATED BY MILLICENT SOWERBY

PHILADELPHIA

DAVID McKAY, PUBLISHER 604-8 So. Washington Square

TO ALISON CUNNINGHAM

FROM HER BOY

_For the long nights you lay awake_ _And watched for my unworthy sake:_ _For your most comfortable hand_ _That led me through the uneven land:_ _For all the story-books you read:_ _For all the pains you comforted:_ _For all you pitied, all you bore,_ _In sad and happy days of yore:--_ _My second Mother, my first Wife,_ _The angel of my infant life--_ _From the sick child, now well and old,_ _Take, nurse, the little book you hold!_

_And grant it, Heaven, that all who read_ _May find as dear a nurse at need,_ _And every child who lists my rhyme,_ _In the bright, fireside, nursery clime,_ _May hear it in as kind a voice_ _As made my childish days rejoice!_

R. L. S.

CONTENTS

PAGE.

A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES 1

THE CHILD ALONE 71

GARDEN DAYS 93

ENVOYS 113

A CHILD'S GARDEN

PAGE.

I. BED IN SUMMER 3

II. A THOUGHT 4

III. AT THE SEASIDE 5

IV. YOUNG NIGHT THOUGHT 6

V. WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN 7

VI. RAIN 8

VII. PIRATE STORY 9

VIII. FOREIGN LANDS 11

IX. WINDY NIGHTS 13

X. TRAVEL 14

Table of contents (by pages)

• 1: A Child's Garden of Verses by Stevenson
• 2: A Child's Garden of Verses by Stevenson
• 3: When all the sky is clear and blue
• 4: Wary of the weather and steering by a star
• 5: Why does he gallop and gallop about
• 6: Illustration Whenever Auntie moves around
• 7: No ugly dream shall fright my mind
• 8: There were thousands of millions of stars
• 9: Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller
• 10: It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by
• 11: Illustration XXXVIFAIRY BREAD Come up here
• 12: O hayloft where the cobwebs cling
• 13: In comes the playmate that never was seen
• 14: And I must rise and leave my dell
• 15: Block upon block lying scattered and free
• 16: The phantom armies marching go
• 17: Where the braver fairies climb
• 18: When the grass is ripe like grain
• 19: And winter comes with pinching toes
• 20: Seeking shells and seaweed on the sands of Monterey