“Where am I going? I don’t quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know.”
“And that is the reason (Aunt Emily said),
If a Dormouse gets in a chrysanthemum bed,
You will find (so Aunt Emily says) that he lies,
Fast asleep on his front with his paws to his eyes.”
“Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said “Bless Daddy,” so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember. God bless Me.”
“If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You’d sail on the water as blue as air.
And you’d see me here in the fields and say:
“Doesn’t the sky look green today?”
“When we got home, we had sand in the hair,
In the eyes and the ears and everywhere;
Whenever a good nor’ wester blows,
Christopher is found with
Sand-between-the-toes.”
“If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You’d lean on the wind when the wind
came by,
You’d say to the wind when it took you away:
‘That’s where I wanted to go today!‘”