Poem 1:
INTRODUCTION SECTION I
INTRODUCTION SECTION I
| Piping down the valleys wild, |
| Piping songs of pleasant glee, |
| On a cloud I saw a child, |
| And he laughing said to me: |
| 'Pipe a song about a Lamb!' |
| So I piped with merry cheer. |
| 'Piper, pipe that song again.' |
| So I piped: he wept to hear. |
| 'Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; |
| Sing thy songs of happy cheer!' |
| So I sung the same again, |
| While he wept with joy to hear. |
| 'Piper, sit thee down and write |
| In a book, that all may read.' |
| So he vanished from my sight; |
| And I plucked a hollow reed, |
| And I made a rural pen, |
| And I stained the water clear, |
| And I wrote my happy songs |
| Every child may joy to hear. |
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