The World of Christopher Robin [antikvár]

Just before we begin AT ONE TIME (but I have changed my mind now) I /A thought I was going to write a litde Note at the top X Xof each of these poems, in the manner of Mr William Wordsworth, who liked to tell his readers where he was staying, and which of his friends he was walking with, and what he was thinking about, when the idea of writing his poem came to him. You will fmd some lines about a swan here, if you get as far as that, and I should have explained to you in the Note that Christopher Robin, who feeds this swan in the mornings, has given him the name of "Pooh." This is a very fine name for a swan, because, if you call him and he doesn't come (which is a thing swans are good at), then you can pretend that you were just saying "Pooh!" to show how litde you wanted him. Well, I should have told you that there are six cows who come down to Pooh's lake every afremoon to drink, and of course they say "Moo" as they come. So I thought to myself one fine day, walking with my friend Christopher Robin, "Moo rhymes with Pooh! Surely there is a bit of poetry to be got out of that?" Well, then, I began to think about the swan on his lake; and at first I thought how lucky it was that his name was Pooh; and then I didn't think about that any more . . . and the poem came quite differendy from what I intended . . . and all I can say for it now is that, if it hadn't been for Christopher Robin, I shouldn't have 13