Foreign Lands


Up into the cherry tree

Who should climb but little me?

I held the trunk with both my hands

And looked abroad in foreign lands.


I saw the next door garden lie,

Adorned with flowers, before my eye,

And pleasant place more

That I had never seen before.


I saw the dimpling river pass

And be the sky's blue looking-glass,

The dusty roads go up and down,

With people tramping in to town.


If I could find a higher tree

Farther and father I should see,

To where the grown-up river slips

Into the sea among the ships.


To where the road on either hand

Lead onward into fairy land,

Where all the children dine at five,

And all the playthings come alive.


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