love-songs of childhood-第5部分

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It's　June　ag'in；　an'　with　it　all　what　happiness　is　mine　…

There's　goin'　to　be　a　picnic；　an'　I'm　goin'　to　jine！



One　year　I　jined　the　Baptists；　an'　goodness！　how　it　rained！

（But　grampa　says　that　that's　the　way　〃baptizo〃　is　explained。）

And　once　I　jined　the　'Piscopils　an'　had　a　heap　o'　fun　…

But　the　boss　of　all　the　picnics　was　the　Presbyteriun！

They　had　so　many　puddin's；　sallids；　sandwidges；　an'　pies；

That　a　feller　wisht　his　stummick　was　as　hungry　as　his　eyes！

Oh；　yes；　the　eatin'　Presbyteriuns　give　yer　is　so　fine

That　when　they　have　a　picnic；　you　bet　I'm　goin'　to　jine！



But　at　this　time　the　Methodists　have　special　claims　on　me；

For　they're　goin'　to　give　a　picnic　on　the　21st；　D。　V。；

Why　should　a　liberal　universalist　like　me　object

To　share　the　joys　of　fellowship　with　every　friendly　sect？

However　het'rodox　their　articles　of　faith　elsewise　may　be；

Their　doctrine　of　fried　chick'n　is　a　savin'　grace　to　me！

So　on　the　21st　of　June；　the　weather　bein'　fine；

They're　goin'　to　give　a　picnic；　and　I'm　goin'　to　jine！







SHUFFLE…SHOON　AND　AMBER…LOCKS



Shuffle…shoon　and　Amber…Locks

Sit　together；　building　blocks；

Shuffle…Shoon　is　old　and　gray；

Amber…Locks　a　little　child；

But　together　at　their　play

Age　and　Youth　are　reconciled；

And　with　sympathetic　glee

Build　their　castles　fair　to　see。



〃When　I　grow　to　be　a　man〃

（So　the　wee　one's　prattle　ran）；

〃I　shall　build　a　castle　so　…

With　a　gateway　broad　and　grand；

Here　a　pretty　vine　shall　grow；

There　a　soldier　guard　shall　stand；

And　the　tower　shall　be　so　high；

Folks　will　wonder；　by　and　by！〃



Shuffle…Shoon　quoth：　〃Yes；　I　know；

Thus　I　builded　long　ago！

Here　a　gate　and　there　a　wall；

Here　a　window；　there　a　door；

Here　a　steeple　wondrous　tall

Riseth　ever　more　and　more！

But　the　years　have　leveled　low

What　I　builded　long　ago！〃



So　they　gossip　at　their　play；

Heedless　of　the　fleeting　day；

One　speaks　of　the　Long　Ago

Where　his　dead　hopes　buried　lie；

One　with　chubby　cheeks　aglow

Prattleth　of　the　By　and　By；

Side　by　side；　they　build　their　blocks　…

Shuffle…Shoon　and　Amber…Locks。







THE　SHUT…EYE　TRAIN



Come；　my　little　one；　with　me！

There　are　wondrous　sights　to　see

As　the　evening　shadows　fall；

In　your　pretty　cap　and　gown；

Don't　detain

The　Shut…Eye　train　…

〃Ting…a…ling！〃　the　bell　it　goeth；

〃Toot…toot！〃　the　whistle　bloweth；

And　we　hear　the　warning　call：

〃All　aboard　for　Shut…Eye　Town！〃



Over　hill　and　over　plain

Soon　will　speed　the　Shut…Eye　train！

Through　the　blue　where　bloom　the　stars

And　the　Mother　Moon　looks　down

We'll　away

To　land　of　Fay　…

Oh；　the　sights　that　we　shall　see　there！

Come；　my　little　one；　with　me　there　…

'T　is　a　goodly　train　of　cars　…

All　aboard　for　Shut…Eye　Town！



Swifter　than　a　wild　bird's　flight；

Through　the　realms　of　fleecy　light

We　shall　speed　and　speed　away！

Let　the　Night　in　envy　frown　…

What　care　we

How　wroth　she　be！

To　the　Balow…land　above　us；

To　the　Balow…folk　who　love　us；

Let　us　hasten　while　we　may　…

All　aboard　for　Shut…Eye　Town！



Shut…Eye　Town　is　passing　fair　…

Golden　dreams　await　us　there；

We　shall　dream　those　dreams；　my　dear；

Till　the　Mother　Moon　goes　down　…

See　unfold

Delights　untold！

And　in　those　mysterious　places

We　shall　see　beloved　faces

And　beloved　voices　hear

In　the　grace　of　Shut…Eye　Town。



Heavy　are　your　eyes；　my　sweet；

Weary　are　your　little　feet　…

Nestle　closer　up　to　me

In　your　pretty　cap　and　gown；

Don't　detain

The　Shut…Eye　train！

〃Ting…a…ling！〃　the　bell　it　goeth；

〃Toot…toot！〃　the　whistle　bloweth

Oh；　the　sights　that　we　shall　see！

All　aboard　for　Shut…Eye　Town！







LITTLE…OH　DEAR



See；　what　a　wonderful　garden　is　here；

Planted　and　trimmed　for　my　Little…Oh…Dear！

Posies　so　gaudy　and　grass　of　such　brown　…

Search　ye　the　country　and　hunt　ye　the　town

And　never　ye'll　meet　with　a　garden　so　queer

As　this　one　I've　made　for　my　Little…Oh…Dear！



Marigolds　white　and　buttercups　blue；

Lilies　all　dabbled　with　honey　and　dew；

The　cactus　that　trails　over　trellis　and　wall；

Roses　and　pansies　and　violets　…　all

Make　proper　obeisance　and　reverent　cheer

When　into　her　garden　steps　Little…Oh…Dear。



And　up　at　the　top　of　that　lavender…tree

A　silver…bird　singeth　as　only　can　she；

For；　ever　and　only；　she　singeth　the　song

〃I　love　you　…　I　love　you！〃　the　happy　day　long；　…

Then　the　echo　…　the　echo　that　smiteth　me　here！

〃I　love　you；　I　love　you；〃　my　Little…Oh…Dear！



The　garden　may　wither；　the　silver…bird　fly　…

But　what　careth　my　little　precious；　or　I？

From　her　pathway　of　flowers　that　in　spring　time　upstart

She　walketh　the　tenderer　way　in　my　heart

And；　oh；　it　is　always　the　summer…time　here

With　that　song　of　〃I　love　you；〃　my　Little…Oh…Dear！







THE　FLY…AWAY　HORSE



Oh；　a　wonderful　horse　is　the　Fly…Away　Horse　…

Perhaps　you　have　seen　him　before；

Perhaps；　while　you　slept；　his　shadow　has　swept


Through　the　moonlight　that　floats　on　the　floor。

For　it's　only　at　night；　when　the　stars　twinkle　bright；

That　the　Fly…Away　Horse；　with　a　neigh

And　a　pull　at　his　rein　and　a　toss　of　his　mane；

Is　up　on　his　heels　and　away！

The　Moon　in　the　sky；

As　he　gallopeth　by；

Cries：　〃Oh！　what　a　marvelous　sight！〃

And　the　Stars　in　dismay

Hide　their　faces　away

In　the　lap　of　old　Grandmother　Night。



It　is　yonder；　out　yonder；　the　Fly…Away　Horse

Speedeth　ever　and　ever　away　…

Over　meadows　and　lanes；　over　mountains　and　plains；

Over　streamlets　that　sing　at　their　play；

And　over　the　sea　like　a　ghost　sweepeth　he；

While　the　ships　they　go　sailing　below；

And　he　speedeth　so　fast　that　the　men　at　the　mast

Adjudge　him　some　portent　of　woe。

〃What　ho　there！〃　they　cry；

As　he　flourishes　by

With　a　whisk　of　his　beautiful　tail；

And　the　fish　in　the　sea

Are　as　scared　as　can　be；

From　the　nautilus　up　to　the　whale！



And　the　Fly…Away　Horse　seeks　those　faraway　lands

You　little　folk　dream　of　at　night　…

Where　candy…trees　grow；　and　honey…brooks　flow；

And　corn…fields　with　popcorn　are　white；

And　the　beasts　in　the　wood　are　ever　so　good

To　children　who　visit　them　there　…

What　glory　astride　of　a　lion　to　ride；

Or　to　wrestle　around　with　a　bear！

The　monkeys；　they　say：

〃Come　on；　let　us　play；〃

And　they　frisk　in　the　cocoanut…trees：

While　the　parrots；　that　cling

To　the　peanut…vines；　sing

Or　converse　with　comparative　ease！



Off！　scamper　to　bed　…　you　shall　ride　him　tonight！

For；　as　soon　as　you've　fallen　asleep；

With　a　jubilant　neigh　he　shall　bear　you　away

Over　forest　and　hillside　and　deep！

But　tell　us；　my　dear；　all　you　see　and　you　hear

In　those　beautiful　lands　over　there；

Where　the　Fly…Away　Horse　wings　his　faraway　course

With　the　wee　one　consigned　to　his　care。

Then　grandma　will　cry

In　amazement：　〃Oh；　my！〃

And　she'll　think　it　could　never　be　so；

And　only　we　two

Shall　know　it　is　true　…

You　and　I；　little　precious！　shall　know！







SWING　HIGH　AND　SWING　LOW



Swing　high　and　swing　low

While　the　breezes　they　blow　…

It's　off　for　a　sailor　thy　father　would　go；

And　it's　here　in　the　harbor；　in　sight　of　the　sea；

He　hath　left　his　wee　babe　with　my　song　and　with　me：

〃Swing　high　and　swing　low

While　the　breezes　they　blow！〃



Swing　high　and　swing　low

While　the　breezes　they　blow　…

It's　oh　for　the　waiting　as　weary　days　go！

And　it's　oh　for　the　heartache　that　smiteth　me　when

I　sing　my　song　over　and　over　again：

〃Swing　high　and　swing　low

While　the　breezes　they　blow！〃



〃Swing　high　and　swing　low　〃　…

The　sea　singeth　so；

And　it　waileth　anon　in　its　ebb　and　its　flow；

And　a　sleeper　sleeps　on　to　that　song　of　the　sea

Nor　recketh　he　ever　of　mine　or　of　me！

〃Swing　high　and　swing　low

While　the　breezes　they　blow　…

'T　was　off　for　a　sailor　thy　father　would　go！〃







WHEN　I　WAS　A　BOY



Up　in　the　attic　where　I　slept

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy；

In　through　the　lattice　the　moonlight　crept；

Bringing　a　tide　of　dreams　that　swept

Over　the　low；　red　trundle…bed；

Bathing　the　tangled　curly　head；

While　moonbeams　played　at　hide…and…seek

With　the　dimples　on　the　sun…browned　cheek　…

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy！



And；　oh！　the　dreams　…　the　dreams　I　dreamed！

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy！

For　the　grace　that　through　the　lattice　streamed

Over　my　folded　eyelids　seemed

To　have　the　gift　of　prophecy；

And　to　bring　me　glimpses　of　times　to　be

When　manhood's　clarion　seemed　to　call　…

Ah！　that　was　the　sweetest　dream　of　all；

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy！



I'd　like　to　sleep　where　I　used　to　sleep

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy！

For　in　at　the　lattice　the　moon　would　peep；

Bringing　her　tide　of　dreams　to　sweep

The　crosses　and　griefs　of　the　years　away

From　the　heart　that　is　weary　and　faint　to…day；

And　those　dreams　should　give　me　back　again

A　peace　I　have　never　known　since　then　…

When　I　was　a　boy；　a　little　boy！







AT　PLAY



Play　that　you　are　mother　dear；

And　play　that　papa　is　your　beau；

Play　that　we　sit　in　the　corner　here；

Just　as　we　used　to；　long　ago。

Playing　so；　we　lovers　two

Are　just　as　happy　as　we　can　be；

And　I'll　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　you；

And　you　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　me！

〃I　love　you〃　we　both　shall　say；

All　in　earnest　and　all　in　play。



Or；　play　that　you　are　that　other　one

That　some　time　came；　and　went　away；

And　play　that　the　light　of　years　agone

Stole　into　my　heart　again　to…day！

Playing　that　you　are　the　one　I　knew

In　the　days　that　never　again　may　be；

I'll　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　you；

And　you　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　me！

I　love　you！〃　my　heart　shall　say

To　the　ghost　of　the　past　come　back　to…day！



Or；　play　that　you　sought　this　nestling…place

For　your　own　sweet　self；　with　that　dual　guise

Of　your　pretty　mother　in　your　face

And　the　look　of　that　other　in　your　eyes！

So　the　dear　old　loves　shall　live　anew

As　I　hold　my　darling　on　my　knee；

And　I'll　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　you；

And　you　say　〃I　love　you〃　to　me！

Oh；　many　a