Under the broad and starry sky, dig the grave and let me lie.Glad did ns live and also gladly die, and also I to adjust me down through a will.

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This be the verse you grave because that me: right here he lies where he longed come be;Home is the sailor, home from sea, and the hunter residence from the hill.


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From Breakfast on with all the dayAt home among my friends i stay,But every night ns go abroadAfar into the soil of Nod.All by myself I have to go,With none to tell me what come do--All alone next to the streamsAnd up the mountain-sides the dreams.The strangest things are there for me,Both things to eat and things to see,And plenty of frightening sights abroadTill morning in the land of Nod.Try together I like to discover the way,I never deserve to get ago by day,Nor have the right to remember plain and also clearThe curious music that ns hear.

When the grass was very closely mown,Walking top top the lawn alone,In the turf a hole i found,And hid a soldier underground.Spring and daisies came apace;Grasses hide my hiding place;Grasses run like a environment-friendly seaO"er the lawn approximately my knee.Under grass alone that lies,Looking up v leaden eyes,Scarlet coat and pointed gun,To the stars and also to the sun.When the grass is ripe choose grain,When the scythe is stoned again,When the lawn is shaven clear,Then my hole shall reappear.I shall find him, never fear,I shall uncover my grenadier;But for all that"s gone and come,I shall uncover my soldier dumb.He has actually lived, a small thing,In the grassy woods that spring;Done, if he could tell me true,Just as I have to like come do.He has seen the starry hoursAnd the springing the the flowers;And the fairy things that passIn the forests of the grass.In the quiet he has actually heardTalking bee and also ladybird,And the butterfly has flownO"er him as he put alone.Not a word will certainly he disclose,Not a native of all he knows.I have to lay that on the shelf,And make up the tale myself.

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Late lies the wintry sunlight a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Prior to the stars have actually left the skies, at morning in the dark ns rise; and also shivering in my nakedness, through the cold candle, bathe and dress. Near by the jolly fire i sit To heat my frozen skeletal a bit; Or v a reindeer-sled, check out The cooler countries round the door. As soon as to go out, mine nurse doth wrap Me in mine comforter and cap; The cold wind burns my face, and also blows that frosty pepper up mine nose. Black are my steps on silver sod; special blows mine frosty breath abroad; and also tree and also house, and also hill and lake, space frosted choose a wedding-cake.