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Children Reading

Few books our children have and need but few,
For they are pupils of the birds and bees;
They read old stories in the stars and trees,
And watch the clouds when April skies are blue;
Or sing and dance upon the daisied leas,
Or gather diamonds in the morning dew.
Few books are theirs, but lo! the playful breeze,
Still hides and flutters in the leaves of Two;
Slaves of the Lamp and Ring, more wonders please
Their fancy than the young Aladdin knew,
While far, far off, across those slumbering seas
They glide with Crusoe in his frail canoe.
Such simple lore with childhood best agrees;
Once wisest men believed the fairies true.