Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
Robert Louis Stevenson 185094Foreign Lands
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Who should climb but little me?
I held the trunk with both my hands
And looked abroad on foreign lands.
Adorned with flowers, before my eye,
And many pleasant faces more
That I had never seen before.
And be the sky’s blue looking-glass;
The dusty roads go up and down
With people tramping in to town.
Farther and farther I should see,
To where the grown-up river slips
Into the sea among the ships,
Lead onward into fairy land,
Where all the children dine at five,
And all the playthings come alive.