A Clash of Civilizations

The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson

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 bedclothes, 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.

Photos by Ro-Ro who loves his knights, soldiers, swords and tanks.  We had a battle between medieval and modern foot soldiers on the floor of the living room.  "Who would win?", he asked.  In hand-to-hand combat, it's hard to say.