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19722	Stevenson, Robert Louis	A Child's Garden of Verses			.txt	text/plain	6617	711	98	You never saw the like by day. And flowers and children close their eyes Till up in the morning the sun shall rise. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow-But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy head, O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you! O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night! [Illustration: _My bed is like a little boat_] My bed is like a little boat; Heroes and soldiers we all shall come home; The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood. Seas and cities, near and far, Till I look down on the garden green, About the garden trees and walls. Now my little heart goes a-beating like a drum, The shadow of the child that goes to bed-And the leaves like little ships Little things with lovely eyes	./cache/19722.txt	./txt/19722.txt