Lullaby-land; songs of childhood. Selected by Kenneth Grahame and illustrated by Charles Robinson
Eugene Field
language
(, Nov. 23, 2011)
PREFACE .......Indeed, some will have it that we are there all the time, that it is the real fourth dimension, and that at any moment if we did but know the trick we might find ourselves trotting along its -pleasant alleys, without once quitting our arm-chair. Nonsense-Land is one of the names painted up on the board at the frontier-station ; and there the custom-house officers are very strict. Tou may take as much tobacco as you please, any quantity of spirits, and fripperies of every sort, new and old; but all common-sense, all logic, all serious argument, must strictly be declared, and is promptly confiscated. Once safely across the border, it is with no surprise at all that you greet the Lead Soldier strutting somewhat stiffly to meet you, the Dog with eyes as big as mill-wheels following affably at his heel ; on the banks of the streams little Johnny -he ad-in- air is perpetually being hauled out of the water ; while the plaintive voice of the Gryphon is borne inland from the margin of the sea. Most people, at one time or another, have travelled in this delectable country, if only in young and irresponsible days. Certain un- fortunates, unequipped by nature for a voyage in such latitudes, have never visited it at all, and assuredly never will. A happy few never quit it entirely at any time. Domiciled in that pleasant atmosphere, they peep into the world of facts but fitfully, at moments ; and decline to sacrifice their high privilege of citizenship at any summons to a low conformity.