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677

THE OLD SCHOOL-CHUM

He puts the poem by, to say
His eyes are not themselves to-day!
A sudden glamour o'er his sight—
A something vague, indefinite—
An oft-recurring blur that blinds
The printed meaning of the lines,
And leaves the mind all dusk and dim
In swimming darkness—strange to him!
It is not childishness, I guess,—
Yet something of the tenderness
That used to wet his lashes when
A boy seems troubling him again;—
The old emotion, sweet and wild,
That drove him truant when a child,
That he might hide the tears that fell
Above the lesson—“Little Nell.”

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And so it is he puts aside
The poem he has vainly tried
To follow; and, as one who sighs
In failure, through a poor disguise
Of smiles, he dries his tears, to say
His eyes are not themselves to-day.