In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day.
And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? âRobert Louis Stevenson (1850â94) |
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