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hen I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay
To keep me happy all the day.
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And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills
Among the bedclothes, through the hills.
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And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
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I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant Land of Counterpane.
