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Yellow leaves how fast they flutter woodland hollows thickly strewing	A
Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid day win	B
While the dim gray clouds are drifting and in saddened hues imbuing	A
All without and all within	B
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All within but winds of autumn little Henry round their dwelling	A
Did not load your father's spirit with those deep and burdened sighs	C
Only echoed thoughts of sadness in your mother's bosom swelling	A
Fast as tears that dim her eyes	C
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Life is fraught with many changes checked with sorrow and mutation	D
But no grief it ever lightened such a truth before to know	E
I behold them father mother as they seem to contemplation	D
Only three short weeks ago	E
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Saddened for the morrow's parting up the stairs at midnight stealing	A
As with cautious foot we glided past the children's open door	F
Come in here they said the lamplight dimpled forms at last revealing	A
Kiss them in their sleep once more	F
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You were sleeping little Henry with your eyelids scarcely closing	A
Two sweet faces near together with their rounded arms entwined	G
And the rose bud lips were moving as if stirred in their reposing	A
By the movements of the mind	G
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And your mother smoothed the pillow and her sleeping treasures numbered	H
Whispering fondly He is dreaming as you turned upon your bed	I
And your father stooped to kiss you happy dreamer as you slumbered	I
With his hand upon your head	I
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Did he know the true deep meaning of his blessing No he never	J
Heard afar the summons uttered Come up hither Never knew	K
How the awful Angel faces kept his sleeping boy for ever	J
And for ever in their view	K
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Awful Faces unimpassioned silent Presences were by us	L
Shrouding wings majestic beings hidden by this earthly veil	M
Such as we have called on saying Praise the Lord O Ananias	L
Azarias and Misael	M
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But we saw not and who knoweth what the missioned Spirits taught him	N
To that one small bed drawn nearer when we left him to their will	M
While he slumbered who can answer for what dreams they may have brought him	N
When at midnight all was still	M
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Father Mother must you leave him on his bed but not to slumber	J
Are the small hands meekly folded on his breast but not to pray	O
When you count your children over must you tell a different number	J
Since that happier yesterday	O
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Father Mother weep if need be since this is a time for weeping	A
Comfort comes not for the calling grief is never argued down	P
Coldly sounds the admonition Why lament in better keeping	A
Rests the child than in your own	Q
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Truth indeed but oh compassion Have you sought to scan my sorrow	E
Mother you shall meekly ponder list'ning to that common tale	M
Does your heart repeat its echo or by fellow feeling borrow	E
Even a tone that might avail	M
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Might avail to steal it from me by its deep heart warm affection	D
Might perceive by strength of loving how the fond words to combine	R
Surely no I will be silent in your soul is no reflection	D
Of the care that burdens mine	R
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When the winter twilight gathers Father and your thoughts shall wander	J
Sitting lonely you shall blend him with your listless reveries	L
Half forgetful what division holds the form whereon you ponder	J
From its place upon your knees	L
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With a start of recollection with a half reproachful wonder	J
Of itself the heart shall question Art Thou then no longer here	S
Is it so my little Henry Are we set so far asunder	J
Who were wont to be so near	T
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While the fire light dimly flickers and the lengthened shades are meeting	A
To itself the heart shall answer He shall come to me no more	F
I shall never hear his footsteps nor the child's sweet voice entreating	A
For admission at my door	F
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But upon your fair fair forehead no regrets nor griefs are dwelling	A
Neither sorrow nor disquiet do the peaceful features know	E
Nor that look whose wistful beauty seemed their sad hearts to be telling	A
Daylight breaketh let me go	E
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Daylight breaketh little Henry in its beams your soul awaketh	U
What though night should close around us dim and dreary to the view	K
Though our souls should walk in darkness far away that morning breaketh	U
Into endless day for you	K

Jean Ingelow

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