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The Swing

by Robert Louis Stevenson

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How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, Rivers and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside⁠—
Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown⁠— Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down!

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