Kate Greenaway,
Marigold Garden
“ But the sound of their singing, like church bells ringing, Would sweetly float as they passed away. For under the sun, and under the stars, They often sailed on the distant sea; Then in their Green Tower and Roses bower They lived again—a mystery. [21] [22] WHEN YOU AND I GROW UP. When you and I Grow up—Polly— I mean that you and me, Shall go sailing in a big ship Right over all the sea. We'll wait till we are older, For if we went to-day, You know that we might lose ourselves, And never find the way. ”
