Piping Down the Valleys Wild

Piping down the valleys wild,

Piping songs of pleasant glee,

On a cloud I saw a child,

And he laughing said to me:"Pipe a song about a lamb!"So I piped with merry cheer."Piper, pipe that song again."So I piped: he wept to hear."Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;

Sing thy songs of happy cheer."So I sung the same again,

While he wept with joy to hear."Piper, sit thee down and

In a book, that all may read."So he vanished from my sight,

And I plucked a hollow reed,

And I made a rural pen,

And I stained the water clear,

And I wrote my happy

Every child may joy to hear.