John O Dreams
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'Tis a blessed thing For one's heart to sing.
Pipe! Pipe!" But my heart had died that May.
The Plant Give me a place for my roots to grow Down through the rich, thick soil below.
Let me feel about me firm and sure A soil that upholds me, that will endure!
I am only a poor transplanted thing With my roots chocked up in a nursery-pot, Give me a soil of mine own secure.
My gardener, pause in passing by!
See, my leaves and buds have found a sky; And my roots would find them a place to hold Firm and... strong in the kindly mould.
Can I give thee bloom, and my roots unfed, Starving for soil in this nursery- pot?
Give me soil ! For my roots are my life, behold !
78 JOHN O' DREAMS Playmates To the open gates of heaven The baby angels stray, The golden light of setting suns On the wing-folded little ones, And watch upon the twilight earth The other children play.
The little brothers of the earth Look young-eyed at the skies, And love the cuddling clouds of gold, The baby angels wings onfold, And know not that their playtime Is lit by angels' eyes.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
'Tis a blessed thing For one's heart to sing.
Pipe! Pipe!" But my heart had died that May.
The Plant Give me a place for my roots to grow Down through the rich, thick soil below.
Let me feel about me firm and sure A soil that upholds me, that will endure!
I am only a poor transplanted thing With my roots chocked up in a nursery-pot, Give me a soil of mine own secure.
My gardener, pause in passing by!
See, my leaves and buds have found a sky; And my roots would find them a place to hold Firm and... strong in the kindly mould.
Can I give thee bloom, and my roots unfed, Starving for soil in this nursery- pot?
Give me soil ! For my roots are my life, behold !
78 JOHN O' DREAMS Playmates To the open gates of heaven The baby angels stray, The golden light of setting suns On the wing-folded little ones, And watch upon the twilight earth The other children play.
The little brothers of the earth Look young-eyed at the skies, And love the cuddling clouds of gold, The baby angels wings onfold, And know not that their playtime Is lit by angels' eyes.
What to read after John O Dreams?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by L J Dickinson to read onlineMoreLess
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