Nursery rhyme Little Boy Blue najdete tady.
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"Little Boy Blue."
First he saw nothing. Not because there was dark. There was too much light.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn."
"I can't," said Blue. "My right hand is gone."
"Is it indeed?"
He still couldn't see but he could touch. So he touched and shivered. Maybe with fear, maybe with delight.
"Where am I? Is this the Kingdom of Haven?"
"This is The Kingdom of which every other is just a reflexion."
And Blue understood and knelt.
"Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn."
And there was an angelic trumpet in his hand.