MY tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky ; It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by ; For every night at tea-time, and before you take your seat, With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street. Now Tom would be a driver, and Maria go to sea, And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be ; But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do, O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you ! For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door, And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more ; And oh ! before you hurry by with ladder and with light O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night ! ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON
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Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
THE LAMPLIGHTER
Quand il allume son réverbère, c’est comme s’il faisait naître une étoile de plus, ou une fleur.
Quand il éteint son réverbère, ça endort la fleur ou l’étoile.
C’est une occupation très jolie. C’est véritablement utile puisque c’est joli.
Quand il éteint son réverbère, ça endort la fleur ou l’étoile.
C’est une occupation très jolie. C’est véritablement utile puisque c’est joli.






