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Castles in the Air
by J Ballantine
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This poem is a picture of a child gazing
into the fire, and seeing pictures in it. Robert Louis Stevenson
writes a poem in English about "Armies in the Fire".
The bonnie,
bonnie bairn wha sits pokin' in the ase,
Glowerin' in
the fire wi' his wee round face.
Laughin' at
the fuffin' lowe - what sees he there?
Ha! the young
dreamer's biggin' castles in the air.
His wee chubby
face and his touzie curly pow
Are laughin'
and noddin' to the dancing lowe;
He'll brown
his rosy cheeks, and singe his sunny hair,
Glowerin' at
the imps wi' their castles in the air.
He sees muckle
castles towerin' to the moon;
He sees little
sodgers pu'in' them a' doun;
Warlds
whommlin' up and doun, bleezin' wi' a flare, -
See how he
loups as they glimmer in the air!
For a' sae
sage he looks, what can the laddie ken?
He's thinkin'
upon naething, like mony mighty men:
A wee thing
mak's us think, a sam' thing mak's us stare -
There are mair
folk than him biggin' castles in the air.
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