I A little boy once played so loud That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud, Said, "Since @3I@1 can't be heard, why, then I'll never, never thunder again!" II And a little girl once kept so still That she heard a fly on the window-sill Whisper and say to a ladybird, -- "She's the stillest child I ever heard." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROST AT MIDNIGHT by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE QUANGLE WANGLE'S HAT by EDWARD LEAR EPISTLE TO MRS. BLOUNT, WITH THE WORKS OF VOITURE by ALEXANDER POPE STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1726-7 by JONATHAN SWIFT ON THE STATUE OF AN ANGEL, BY BIENAIME by WASHINGTON ALLSTON AN EVOCATION by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER A CHILD'S FANCY by MATHILDE BLIND |