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The Unexpected Door
Yesterday when we walked up the hill
We found an unexpected door.
We knocked there once,
Then four times more.
The door opened.
And we saw a place
Lighted by a fairy's holy face.
She flew before us like a light,
And brought us to a room
Where there were one hundred giants
Sitting in a row dressed in white.
Every giant read a different book,
His own diary
In there was proud to look.
We found an unexpected door.
We knocked there once,
Then four times more.
The door opened.
And we saw a place
Lighted by a fairy's holy face.
She flew before us like a light,
And brought us to a room
Where there were one hundred giants
Sitting in a row dressed in white.
Every giant read a different book,
His own diary
In there was proud to look.
Every giant seemed quite alone,
Every giant read his book with love,
Yet turned upon his neighbors look of stone.
You said: “These must be literary men.”
I said: “The fairy is your sweet soul then.
See, she is bringing gems to us
And flowers unknown to men.”
Every giant read his book with love,
Yet turned upon his neighbors look of stone.
You said: “These must be literary men.”
I said: “The fairy is your sweet soul then.
See, she is bringing gems to us
And flowers unknown to men.”
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