ABSTRACT
Know you what i t is to be a child ? I t is to be something very different from the man of to-day. I t is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism. I t is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief, i t is to be so little tha t the elves can reach to whisper in your ear ; i t is to turn pumpkins into coaches and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul ; i t is to live in a nutshell and to count yourself the king of infinite space ; i t is
To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.
