Josephine Preston Peabody (Жозефина Престон Пибоди)

The House and the Road

The little Road says, Go,
The little House says, Stay:
And O, it's bonny here at home,
But I must go away.

The little Road, like me,
Would seek and turn and know;
And forth I must, to learn the things
The little Road would show!

And go I must, my dears,
And journey while I may,
Though heart be sore for the little House
That had no word but Stay.

Maybe, no other way
Your child could ever know
Why a little House would have you stay,
When a little Road says, Go.

1. Curls
2. Spinning in April
3. Little Side-Streets
4. Cow-Bells
5. Wing-Sprouts

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