"The timid folk beseech me. The wise ones warn me They say that I shall never grow to stand so high. But I wander among the halls of cloud and follow vanished lightning I shall stand knee deep in thunder, with my head against the sky."
I remember taking those out of the New York Public Library as a child, and being fascinated by that world. (I still take them out every so often, so that they won't be discarded.)
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oh yes!
They say that I shall never grow to stand so high.
But I wander among the halls of cloud
and follow vanished lightning
I shall stand knee deep in thunder,
with my head against the sky."
I remember taking those out of the New York Public Library as a child, and being fascinated by that world. (I still take them out every so often, so that they won't be discarded.)