 | Poetical Works of Robert Bridges excluding the eight dramas |  |
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POOR CHILD
On a mournful day
When my heart was lonely,
O'er and o'er my thought
Conned but one thing only,
When my heart was lonely,
O'er and o'er my thought
Conned but one thing only,
Thinking how I lost
Wand'ring in the wild-wood
The companion self
Of my careless childhood.
Wand'ring in the wild-wood
The companion self
Of my careless childhood.
How, poor child, it was
I shall ne'er discover,
But 'twas just when he
Grew to be thy lover,
I shall ne'er discover,
But 'twas just when he
Grew to be thy lover,
501
With thine eyes of trust
And thy mirth, whereunder
All the world's hope lay
In thy heart of wonder.
And thy mirth, whereunder
All the world's hope lay
In thy heart of wonder.
Now, beyond regrets
And faint memories of thee,
Saddest is, poor child,
That I cannot love thee.
And faint memories of thee,
Saddest is, poor child,
That I cannot love thee.
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