When Mother reads aloud, the past seems real as every day;
I hear the tramp of armies vast;
I see the spears and lances cast;
I join the thrilling fray;
Brave knights and ladies fair and proud
I meet when Mother reads aloud.
When Mother reads aloud, I long
for noble deeds to do -
to help the right, redress the wrong;
It seems so easy to be strong,
so simple to be true.
Oh, thick and fast the visions crowd
When Mother reads aloud.