WATER LILIES
by Alan Alexander Milne
Where the water-lilies goTo and fro,Rocking in the ripples of the water,Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King's daugher,And the faint winds shake her.Who will come and take her?I will! I will!Keep still! Keep still!Sleeping on a leaf lies the Lake King's daughter. . . .Then the wind comes skippingTo the lilies on the water;And the kind winds wake her.Now who will take her?With a laugh she is slippingThrough the lilies on the water.Wait! Wait!Too late, too late!Only the water-lilies goTo and fro,Dipping, dipping,To the ripples of the water.
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