Down by a shining water well
I found a very little dell,
No higher than
The heather and the gorse about
In summer bloom were coming out,
Some yellow and
I called the little pool a sea;
The little hills were big to me;
For I am very small.
I made a boat, I made a town,
I searched the caverns up and down,
And named them
one and all.
And all about was mine, I said,
The little sparrows overhead,
This was the world and I was king;
For me the bees came by to sing,
For me the
I played there were no deeper seas,
Nor any wider plains than these,
Nor other kings
At last I heard my mother call
Out from the house at evenfall,
To call me home
And I must rise and leave my dell,
And leave my dimpled water well,
And leave my
Alas! and as my home I neared,
How very big my nurse appeared.
How great and
cool the rooms!