. The golden age of childhood . II So I lie just still as I can — My heart a-thumping so !Wishing I were a great big man, So Id not scare, you oh !—the covers pull away And just as I beginTo scream—why, I hear mother say Its her tucking them in ! 9 On the Stair A wee form nestles on the stair, Two eyes betrayingThe Sand-man has oertaken there Wee steps tired to mount the flight to bed,Dear little tumbled golden head,Just resting there a while instead, Through dreamland

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