The Swing
by Robert Louis Stevenson

How do you like to go up in a swing,               Up in the air so blue?  Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing               Ever a child can do!  Up in the air and over the wall,               Till I can see so wide,  River and trees and cattle and all               Over the countryside--  Till I look down on the garden green,                Down on the roof so brown--  Up in the air I go flying again,                Up in the air and down!