THE LITTLE BOY I DREAMED ABOUT.[TO ANOTHER LITTLE BOY.]
This is the only world I know—
It is in this same world, no doubt.
Ah me, but I could love him so,
If I could only find him out,—
The Little Boy I dreamed about!
It is in this same world, no doubt.
Ah me, but I could love him so,
If I could only find him out,—
The Little Boy I dreamed about!
This Little Boy, who never takes
The prettiest orange he can see,
The reddest apple, all the cakes
(When there are twice enough for three,)—
Where can the darling ever be?
The prettiest orange he can see,
The reddest apple, all the cakes
(When there are twice enough for three,)—
Where can the darling ever be?
He does not tease and storm and pout
To climb the roof, in rain or sun,
And pull the pigeon's feathers out
To see how it will look with none,
Or fight with hornets—one to one!
To climb the roof, in rain or sun,
And pull the pigeon's feathers out
To see how it will look with none,
Or fight with hornets—one to one!
