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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 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.
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.