out of there - maurice sendak
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Portada de titulo
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Portada interna y página �nal
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When Papa was away at sea
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and Mama in the arbor
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Ida played her wonder horn to rock the baby still - but never watched.
So the goblins came. �ey pushed their way in and pulled baby out, leaving another all made of ice.
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Poor, Ida never knowing, hugged the changeling and she murmured: “How I love you.”
�e ice thing only dripped and stared, and Ida knew goblins had been there.
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“�ey stole my sister away!” she cried, “To be a nasty goblin’s bride!”
Now Ida in a hurry snatched her Mama’s yellow rain cloak, tucked her horn safe in a pocket, and made a serious mistake. She climbed backwards out her window i nto outside over there.
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Foolish Ida never looking, whirling by the robber caves, heard at last from o� the sea her Sailor Papa’s song:
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“If Ida backwards in the rain would only turn around again and catch those goblins with a tune she’d spoil their kidnap honeymoon!”
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So Ida tumbled right side round and found herself smack in the middle of a wedding.
Oh how those goblins hollered and kicked, just babies like her sister!
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“What a hubbub,” said Ida sly, and she charmed them with a captivating tune.�e goblins, all against their will, danced slowly �rst, then faster until they couldn’t breath. “Terrible Ida,” the goblins said, “we’re dancing sick and must to bed.”
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But Ida played a frenzied jug, a hornpipe that makes sailors wild beneath the ocean moon.
�ose goblins pranced so �erce, so fast, they quick churned into a dancing stream.
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Except for one who lay cozy in an eggshell, crooning and clapping as a baby should. And that was Ida’s sister.
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Now Ida glad hugged baby tight. She followed the stream that curled like a path along the broad meadow,
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and up the ring round hill to her mama in the arbour, with a letter from Papa saying,
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“I’ll be home one day. And my brave, bright little Ida must watch the baby and her mama for Papa, who loves her always.” Which is just what Ida did.