Swing poems by William Allingham and Robert Lewis Stevenson

On the Poetry Show one of my toddlers favorite poems is Grassy Grass Grass by Woody Guthrie. It encouraged literally hours of creative word play, as we were going about our daily routine making poems! We were looking for similar style poems from other classical authors. Here is the find that we want to share today:

A swing song

By William Allingham

Swing, swing,
Sing, sing,
Here! my throne and I am a king!
Swing, sing,
Swing, sing,
Farewell, earth, for I’m on the wing!

Low, high,
Here I fly,
Like a bird through sunny sky;
Free, free,
Over the lea,
Over the mountain, over the sea!

Up, down,
Up and down,
Which is the way to London Town?
Where? Where?
Up in the air,
Close your eyes and now you are there!

Soon, soon,
Afternoon,
Over the sunset, over the moon;
Far, far,
Over all bar,
Sweeping on from star to star!

No, no,
Low, low,
Sweeping daisies with my toe.
Slow, slow,
To and fro,
Slow-slow-slow-slow.

And as we were on the subject of swings we red another swing poem by Robert Lewis Stevenson

The Swing

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,
Rivers 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!

Source: A Child’s Garden of Verses (1999)