At the Back of the North Wind

Diamond, however, had not been out so late before in all his life, and things looked so strange about him! — just as if he had got into Fairyland, of which he knew quite as much as anybody; for his mother had no money to buy books to set him wrong on the subject.

Where did you come from baby dear?

Out of the everywhere into the here....

Where did you get your eyes so blue?

Out of the skies as I came through.

For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds.