Looking Forward by Robert Louis Stevenson When I am grown to man's estateI shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
Looking Forward by Robert Louis Stevenson When I am grown to man's estateI shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
by Robert Louis Stevenson
I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky;
And all around I heard you pass,
Like ladies’ skirts across the grass—
O wind, a-blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!