A Child's Garden of Verses (1885)
Robert Louis Stevenson

At the Sea-side

When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me

To dig the sandy shore.

My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,

Till it could come no more.

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