A
Child's
Thought
 
 
By
Robert Louis Stevenson
 
At
seven
when
I
go to bed
I
find
such
pictures
in
my
head
Castles
with
dragons
prowling
round
Gardens
where
magic
fruits
are
found
Fair ladies
prisoned
in
 
a
tower
Or
lost
in
 
an
enchanted
bower
While
gallant
horsemen ride
 
by
streams
 
That
border
all
this
land
 
of
dreams
 
I
find
so
clearly
in
my
head
At
seven
when
I
go to bed.