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A DIRECTION
Little Girl and Little Boy,If you would reach to the Plain of Joy,
Where love is commoner far than bread,
Where tears and temper both are dead,
Where lessons sing themselves in words
As tuneable as songs of birds,
Where hands and laps are full of roses,
Where summery season never closes,
Tramp, tramp, and tramp on still
Along the road to Rainbow Hill;
Tramp, tramp, and tramp again,
Girl and Boy, with a will, will, will,
Up to the top of the Rainbow Hill,
Then down the slope that leads to the Plain
By Starland Stile and Heavenly Lane.
| A merry-go-round of song | |