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Song - To The Child Julia

By James Whitcomb Riley

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[R.H.]      Little Julia, since that we      May not as our elders be,      Let us blithely fill the days      Of our youth with pleasant plays.      First we'll up at earliest dawn,      While as yet the dew is on      The sooth'd grasses and the pied      Blossomings of morningtide;      Next, with rinsed cheeks that shine      As the enamell'd eglantine,      We will break our fast on bread      With both cream and honey spread;      Then, with many a challenge-call,      We will romp from house and hall,      Gypsying with the birds and bees      Of the green-tress'd garden trees.      In a bower of leaf and vine      Thou shalt be a lady fine      Held in duress by the great      Giant I shall personate.      Next, when many mimics more      Like to these we have played o'er,           We'll betake us home-along      Hand in hand at evensong.

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About James Whitcomb Riley

James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) was an American poet known as the "Hoosier Poet." His dialect poems—including "Little Orphant Annie" and "When the Frost Is on the Punkin"—celebrate rural Indiana life and childhood nostalgia.

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