BARN-DOOR INN.
We were tired of travel one afternoon,And stopped at the sign of “The Great Barn-Door,”And Jimmy and Alice took rooms in the loft,While I had mine on the second floor.Jimmy and Alice went climbing highOver the rafters above my head,And peeped thro’ the swallow-holes out at the sky.—If Mother had seen them, what would she have said?But I stayed down in the soft new hay,And the sun crept in thro’ a yellow chink,And a long beam found me out where I lay,And tickled my eyes till it made them blink.The dust-motes circled and whirled and danced,And my pillow was soft and warm and deep,And the hay smelled sweet, and it somehow chancedThat there in the mow I fell asleep.And I dreamed a dream full of swallows’ wings,And elfish motes in the dusty air,And thousands of other wonderful things;Till Jimmy and Alice found me there.
We were tired of travel one afternoon,And stopped at the sign of “The Great Barn-Door,”And Jimmy and Alice took rooms in the loft,While I had mine on the second floor.Jimmy and Alice went climbing highOver the rafters above my head,And peeped thro’ the swallow-holes out at the sky.—If Mother had seen them, what would she have said?But I stayed down in the soft new hay,And the sun crept in thro’ a yellow chink,And a long beam found me out where I lay,And tickled my eyes till it made them blink.The dust-motes circled and whirled and danced,And my pillow was soft and warm and deep,And the hay smelled sweet, and it somehow chancedThat there in the mow I fell asleep.And I dreamed a dream full of swallows’ wings,And elfish motes in the dusty air,And thousands of other wonderful things;Till Jimmy and Alice found me there.
We were tired of travel one afternoon,And stopped at the sign of “The Great Barn-Door,”And Jimmy and Alice took rooms in the loft,While I had mine on the second floor.
We were tired of travel one afternoon,
And stopped at the sign of “The Great Barn-Door,”
And Jimmy and Alice took rooms in the loft,
While I had mine on the second floor.
Jimmy and Alice went climbing highOver the rafters above my head,And peeped thro’ the swallow-holes out at the sky.—If Mother had seen them, what would she have said?
Jimmy and Alice went climbing high
Over the rafters above my head,
And peeped thro’ the swallow-holes out at the sky.
—If Mother had seen them, what would she have said?
But I stayed down in the soft new hay,And the sun crept in thro’ a yellow chink,And a long beam found me out where I lay,And tickled my eyes till it made them blink.
But I stayed down in the soft new hay,
And the sun crept in thro’ a yellow chink,
And a long beam found me out where I lay,
And tickled my eyes till it made them blink.
The dust-motes circled and whirled and danced,And my pillow was soft and warm and deep,And the hay smelled sweet, and it somehow chancedThat there in the mow I fell asleep.
The dust-motes circled and whirled and danced,
And my pillow was soft and warm and deep,
And the hay smelled sweet, and it somehow chanced
That there in the mow I fell asleep.
And I dreamed a dream full of swallows’ wings,And elfish motes in the dusty air,And thousands of other wonderful things;Till Jimmy and Alice found me there.
And I dreamed a dream full of swallows’ wings,
And elfish motes in the dusty air,
And thousands of other wonderful things;
Till Jimmy and Alice found me there.