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'Twas a quaint old clock with a quaint old face	A
and great iron weights and chain	B
It stopped when it liked and before it struck	C
it creaked as if 'twere in pain	B
It had seen many years and it seemed to say	D
'I'm one of the real old stock'	C
To the youthful fry who with reverence looked	E
on the face of the old school clock	C
What a terrible frown did the old clock wear	F
to the truant who timidly cast	G
An anxious eye on those merciless hands	H
that for him had been moving too fast	G
But its frown soon changed for it loved to smile	I
on the thoughtless noisy flock	C
And it creaked and whirred and struck with glee	J
Did that genial good humoured old clock	C
Well years had passed and my mind was filled	K
with the world its cares and ways	L
When again I stood in that little school	M
where I passed my boyhood days	L
My old friend was gone And there hung a thing	C
that my sorrow seemed to mock	C
As I gazed with a tear and a softened heart	N
at a new fashioned Yankee clock	C
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'Tis the way of the world Old friends pass away	D
and fresh faces arise in their stead	O
But still 'mid the din and bustle of life	P
we cherish fond thoughts of the dead	O
Yes dearly those memories cling round my heart	N
and bravely withstand Time's rude shock	C
But not one is more dear or more hallowed to me	J
than the face of that old school clock	C

John Boyle O'reilly

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