Algy was delighted to receive some new books of verse for Christmas, but the days were overcast and dark, which made it difficult to see the text. So he carried a small volume down to the sea, where even on the gloomiest days there is always some extra light reflected from the water. Picking out a rock surrounded by water, Algy found a reasonably comfortable perch, and spent a happy afternoon absorbed in reading a collection of lullabies and poems for children. As the waves washed softly against the rocks in the low afternoon light, Algy read:
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
[Algy is quoting the first verse of the poem The Princess: Sweet and Low by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.]
This post, and the ones which follow, are particularly dedicated to Ned, who invited us to post images of people reading 🙂