The Land of Counterpane

When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all
my toys beside me lay, To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills, Among the bed-clothes, through the
hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets All up and down among the
sheets; Or brought my trees and houses out, And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still That sits upon the pillow-hill, And sees
before him, dale and plain, The pleasant land of counterpane.