The Song of the Sea Pebbles

New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22356, 29 February 1936, Page 4 (Supplement)

The Song of the Sea Pebbles

Big pebbles, small pebbles, flat and round, Listen you all to the merry sound Of the strong west ivind that brings the storm; Here comes a game to keep us warm! Big pebbles, small pebbles, red, black, white, Mixed in the jostling that keeps us bright, Let the crabs and weeds see how much we can stand; 'Tivill be ages yet 'ere we're worn to sand. Heave hoi All together! Hey! for the wild and stormy weather. Sivish! Crash! Are we not brave So to dance on the roaring wave? Now for the race: who goes the highest Up on the sunny beach gets the driest; And the prize for the one who can longest lie Is a longer look at the great blue sky! Another wave, with a noise like thunder, Breaks; and, laughing, we all go under, To rest in the hollows beneath the sea Till we come up again for another spree. —Gerald Bull

3} if Happy hearts and happy faces, IN f Happy play in grassy places— In j That was how, in ancient ages, ;X $! Children greio to kings and sages. cjjf; —R. L. Stevenson j S?) A; Happy hearts and happy faces—you see real summerrail time happiness in the faces of these little folk, playing ! v cStj through the long hours of these hot February days I The ;0 V; little boys at the top think a bath is just about the best jx (N|i kind of plaything for the weather we have had this week, the little girl likes dabbling her Angers in the cool water i » Pffii 'of the lily-pond, and, as for the wee laddie below, he is j|X if; sure that Neddy will feel the heat much less in his poor v|i old head if he has some protection from the sun!