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GOING TO SCHOOL.
Good-bye, then, Willie! He is gone
With shining eyes of April blue;
The little ones look wondering on—
‘Why, what is brother going to do?’
‘I'll not be long behind,’ says Jim,
Straightening his back, and looking bold;
‘I soon shall be a man like him—’
—Dear little man of six years old!
With shining eyes of April blue;
The little ones look wondering on—
‘Why, what is brother going to do?’
‘I'll not be long behind,’ says Jim,
Straightening his back, and looking bold;
‘I soon shall be a man like him—’
—Dear little man of six years old!
O Willie, with your April eyes
That brought the Spring of all my joy,
Even beneath these summer skies,
I cannot spare my gentle boy!
I know the world must claim its part;
And you from bonds must journey free;
But keep a corner of your heart
Still sacred to your home and me!
That brought the Spring of all my joy,
Even beneath these summer skies,
I cannot spare my gentle boy!
I know the world must claim its part;
And you from bonds must journey free;
But keep a corner of your heart
Still sacred to your home and me!
My hopes go with you—here at home
Amid the others' thoughtless play,
Towards your opening work they roam
And linger with you all the day.
Good-bye! God bless and prosper you,
And fill me with His comfort full—
This day, I think, for lessons new
Both you and I have gone to school!
Amid the others' thoughtless play,
Towards your opening work they roam
And linger with you all the day.
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And fill me with His comfort full—
This day, I think, for lessons new
Both you and I have gone to school!
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