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As from the house your mother sees / You playing round the garden trees, / So you may see, if you will look / Through the windows of this book, / Another child, far, far away, / And in another garden, play.
But do not think you can at all, / By knocking on the window, call / That child to hear you. He intent / Is all on his play-business bent.
He does not hear; he will not look, / Nor yet be lured out of this book.
For, long ago, the truth to say, / He has grown up and gone away, / And it is but a child of air / That lingers in the garden there.