I’d Like to Go by Eugene Field

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 7, 1915

I’d Like to Go

By Eugene Field

It seems to me I’d like to go Where bells don’t ring nor whistles blow, Nor clocks don’t strike, nor gongs don’t sound, And I’d have stillness all around —

Not real stillness, but just the trees’ Low whispering, or the hum of bees, Or brooks’ faint babbling over stones In strangely, softly tangled tones; Or maybe the cricket or katydid, Or the songs of birds in the hedges hid, Or just some such sweet sounds as these To fill a tired heart with ease.

If ’tweren’t for sight and sound and smell, I’d like the city pretty well; But when it comes to getting rest, I like the country lots the best.

Sometimes it seems to me I must Just quit the city’s din and dust And get out where the sky is blue — And, say, how does it seem to you?

— Eugene Field.