  "How can I the south from the north ever know, When there is no S in the sky; Oh! how can I tell the east from the west, When not the least mark I can spy?" His mother, who sat at her work by the fire, To Alfred's request thus replied: "Come, listen to me, and I'll soon tell you how, The difficult point to decide. "Wherever the sun rises, there is the east, Now that is both easy and clear; Wherever at ev'ning he sets from your view, The west, my beloved, is there.
We soon shall discover the rest: To the left is the south, to the right is the north, When your face is turn'd full to the west." |
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