Wind on the Hill by AA Milne

Wind on the Hill by AA Milne No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It’s flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn’t keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding The string of my kite, It would blow […]

us_two_by_a_a_milne.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Us Two by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Us Two/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,br /> There’s always Pooh and Me.br /> Whatever I do, he wants to do,br /> “Where are you going today?” says Pooh:br /> “Well, […]

twinkletoes.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Twinkletoes by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Twinkletoes/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>When the sunbr /> Shines through the leaves of the apple-tree,br /> When the sunbr /> Makes shadows of the leaves of the apple-tree,br /> Then I passbr /> On the grassbr […]

the_morning_walk.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The Morning Walk by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The Morning Walk/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>When Anne and I go out a walk,br /> We hold each other’s hand and talkbr /> Of all the things we mean to dobr /> When Anne […]

the_kings_breakfast.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The King’s Breakfast by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The King’s Breakfast/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>The King’s Breakfastbr /> The King askedbr /> The Queen, andbr /> The Queen askedbr /> The Dairymaid:br /> “Could we have some butter forbr /> The Royal […]

the_dormouse_and_the_doctor.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The Dormouse and the Doctor by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The Dormouse and the Doctor/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bedbr /> Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red),br /> And all the day long he’d […]

the_christening.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The Christening by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The Christening/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>What shall I callbr /> My dear little dormouse?br /> His eyes are small,br /> But his tail is e-nor-mouse./p> p>I sometimes call him Terrible John,br /> ‘Cos his tail […]

rice_pudding.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Rice Pudding by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Rice Pudding/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>What is the matter with Mary Jane?br /> She’s crying with all her might and main,br /> And she won’t eat her dinner; rice pudding again -br /> What is […]

politeness.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Politeness by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Politeness/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>If people ask me,br /> I always tell them:br /> “Quite well, thank you, I’m very glad to say.”br /> If people ask me,br /> I always answer,br /> “Quite well, thank […]

missing.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Missing by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Missing/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>Has anybody seen my mouse?/p> p>I opened his box for half a minute,br /> Just to make sure he was really in it,br /> And while I was looking, he jumped outside!br […]

market_square.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Market Square by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Market Square/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>I had a penny,br /> A bright new penny,br /> I took my pennybr /> To the market square.br /> I wanted a rabbit,br /> A little brown rabbit,br /> […]

lines_and_squares.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Lines and Squares by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Lines and Squares/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>Whenever I walk in a London street,br /> I’m ever so careful to watch my feet;br /> And I keep in the squares,br /> And the masses of […]

if_i_were_king.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>If I Were King by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>If I Were King/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>I often wish I were a King,br /> And then I could do anything./p> p>If only I were King of Spain,br /> I’d take my hat […]

hoppity.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Hoppity by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Hoppity/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>Christopher Robin goesbr /> Hoppity, hoppity,br /> Hoppity, hoppity, hop.br /> Whenever I tell himbr /> Politely to stop it, hebr /> Says he can’t possibly stop./p> p>If he stopped hopping,br /> […]

happiness.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Happiness by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Happiness/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>John hadbr /> Great Bigbr /> Waterproofbr /> Boots on;br /> John had abr /> Great Bigbr /> Waterproofbr /> Hat;br /> John had abr /> Great Bigbr /> Waterproofbr /> Mackintosh […]

come_out_with_me.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Come Out with Me by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Come Out with Me/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>There’s sun on the river and sun on the hill . . .br /> You can hear the sea if you stand quite still!br /> There’s […]

buckingham_palace.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Buckingham Palace by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Buckingham Palace/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace -br /> Christopher Robin went down with Alice.br /> Alice is marrying one of the guard.br /> “A soldier’s life is terrible hard,”br /> […]

brownie.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Brownie by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Brownie/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>In a corner of the bedroom is a great big curtain,br /> Someone lives behind it, but I don’t know who;br /> I think it is a Brownie, but I’m not quite […]

at_the_zoo.html

!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>At the Zoo by A. A. Milne/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>At the Zoo/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by A. A. Milne/h2> div id=”content”> p>There are lions and roaring tigers,br /> and enormous camels and things,br /> There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons,br /> and a great big bear with wings.br /> There’s a sort […]

The Example by William Henry Davies

The Example by William Henry Davies Here’s an example from A Butterfly; That on a rough, hard rock Happy can lie; Friendless and all alone On this unsweetened stone. Now let my bed be hard No care take I; I’ll make my joy like this Small Butterfly; Whose happy heart has power To make a […]

The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies

The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies And now, when merry winds do blow, And rain makes trees look fresh, An overpowering staleness holds This mortal flesh. Though well I love to feel the rain, And be by winds well blown — The mystery of mortal life Doth press me down. And, In this mood, […]

The Child and the Mariner by William Henry Davies

The Child and the Mariner by William Henry Davies A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that Jesus petted when a child; Their faith was never draped by Doubt: to them Death was a rainbow in Eternity, That promised everlasting brightness soon. An […]

The Boy by William Henry Davies

The Boy by William Henry Davies Go, little boy, Fill thee with joy; For Time gives thee Unlicensed hours, To run in fields, And roll in flowers. A little boy Can life enjoy; If but to see The horses pass, When shut indoors Behind the glass. Go, little boy, Fill thee with joy; Fear not, […]

The Bird of Paradise by William Henry Davies

The Bird of Paradise by William Henry Davies Here comes Kate Summers, who, for gold, Takes any man to bed: “You knew my friend, Nell Barnes,” she said; “You knew Nell Barnes — she’s dead. “Nell Barnes was bad on all you men, Unclean, a thief as well; Yet all my life I have not […]

The Best Friend by William Henry Davies

The Best Friend by William Henry Davies Now shall I walk Or shall I ride? “Ride”, Pleasure said; “Walk”, Joy replied. Now what shall I — Stay home or roam? “Roam”, Pleasure said; And Joy — “stay home.” Now shall I dance, Or sit for dreams? “Sit,” answers Joy; “Dance,” Pleasure screams. Which of ye […]

Sweet Stay-at-Home by William Henry Davies

Sweet Stay-at-Home by William Henry Davies Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion with the deep; Thou hast not sailed in Indian seas, Where scent comes forth in every breeze. Thou hast not seen the rich grape grow For miles, as far […]

Songs of Joy by William Henry Davies

Songs of Joy by William Henry Davies Sing out, my soul, thy songs of joy; Sing as a happy bird will sing Beneath a rainbow’s lovely arch In the spring. Think not of death in thy young days; Why shouldst thou that grim tyrant fear? And fear him not when thou art old, And he […]

Seeking Beauty by William Henry Davies

Seeking Beauty by William Henry Davies Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour The cup of cheer that Beauty draws for me Out of those Azure heavens and this green earth — I drink and drink, and thirst the more I see. To see the dewdrops thrill the blades of grass, Makes my whole […]

Sadness and Joy by William Henry Davies

Sadness and Joy by William Henry Davies I pray you, Sadness, leave me soon, In sweet invention thou art poor! Thy sister, Joy can make ten songs While thou art making four. One hour with thee is sweet enough; But when we find the whole day gone And no created thing is left — We […]

Rich or Poor by William Henry Davies

Rich or Poor by William Henry Davies With thy true love I have more wealth Than Charon’s piled-up bank doth hold; Where he makes kings lay down their crowns And life-long misers leave their gold. Without thy love I’ve no more wealth Than seen upon that other shore; That cold, bare bank he rows them […]

Rich Days by William Henry Davies

Rich Days by William Henry Davies Welcome to you rich Autumn days, Ere comes the cold, leaf-picking wind; When golden stocks are seen in fields, All standing arm-in-arm entwined; And gallons of sweet cider seen On trees in apples red and green. With mellow pears that cheat our teeth, Which melt that tongues may suck […]

No Master by William Henry Davies

No Master by William Henry Davies Indeed this is the sweet life! my hand Is under no proud man’s command; There is no voice to break my rest Before a bird has left its nest; There is no man to change my mood, When I go nutting in the wood; No man to pluck my […]

Nell Barnes by William Henry Davies

Nell Barnes by William Henry Davies They lived apart for three long years, Bill Barnes and Nell his wife; He took his joy from other girls, She led a wicked life. Yet ofttimes she would pass his shop, With some strange man awhile; And, looking, meet her husband’s frown With her malicious smile. Until one […]

Money by William Henry Davies

Money by William Henry Davies When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door. Then felt I like a child that holds A trumpet that he must not blow Because a man is dead; I […]

Leisure by William Henry Davies

Leisure by William Henry Davies What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, […]

Laughing Rose by William Henry Davies

Laughing Rose by William Henry Davies If I were gusty April now, How I would blow at laughing Rose; I’d make her ribbons slip their knots, And all her hair come loose. If I were merry April now, How I would pelt her cheeks with showers; I’d make carnations, rich and warm, Of her vermillion […]

Joy and Pleasure by William Henry Davies

Joy and Pleasure by William Henry Davies Now, joy is born of parents poor, And pleasure of our richer kind; Though pleasure’s free, she cannot sing As sweet a song as joy confined. Pleasure’s a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy’s a Butterfly, that loves To spread […]

William Henry Davies – William Henry Davies

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In the Country by William Henry Davies

In the Country by William Henry Davies This life is sweetest; in this wood I hear no children cry for food; I see no woman, white with care; No man, with muscled wasting here. No doubt it is a selfish thing To fly from human suffering; No doubt he is a selfish man, Who shuns […]

In May by William Henry Davies

In May by William Henry Davies Yes, I will spend the livelong day With Nature in this month of May; And sit beneath the trees, and share My bread with birds whose homes are there; While cows lie down to eat, and sheep Stand to their necks in grass so deep; While birds do sing […]