CHILDHOOD POEMS

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Wormwood And Nightshade

The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
The Old Familiar Faces

I have had playmates, I have had companions,
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days-
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

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Charles Lamb
Wishes For My Son, Born On Saint Cecilia’s Day, 1912

Now, my son, is life for you,
And I wish you joy of it,-
Joy of power in all you do,
Deeper passion, better wit
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Thomas Macdonagh
I Am

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows
My friends forsake me like a memory lost,
I am the self-consumer of my woes-
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
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John Clare
The Little Hurts

Every night she runs to me
With a bandaged arm or a bandaged knee,
A stone-bruised heel or a swollen brow,
And in sorrowful tones she tells me how
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Edgar Albert Guest
Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were-I have not seen
As others saw-I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
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Edgar Allan Poe
Mazelli: Canto Iii

I.

With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
Fragment Written Shortly After The Marriage Of Miss Chaworth

Hills of Annesley, Bleak and Barren,
Where my thoughtless Childhood stray'd,
How the northern Tempests, warring,
Howl above thy tufted Shade!
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George Gordon Lord Byron
The Fruit Garden Path

The path runs straight between the flowering rows,
A moonlit path, hemmed in by beds of bloom,
Where phlox and marigolds dispute for room
With tall, red dahlias and the briar rose.
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Amy Lowell
Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways

XLIII

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Overhead The Tree-tops Meet

Overhead the tree-tops meet,
Flowers and grass spring 'neath one's feet;
There was nought above me, and nought below,
My childhood had not learned to know:
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Robert Browning
Ode On A Distant Prospect Of Eton College

Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,
That crown the watery glade,
Where grateful Science still adores
Her Henry's holy shade;
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Thomas Gray
To Wordsworth

Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know
That things depart which never may return:
Childhood and youth, friendship and love's first glow,
Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving thee to mourn.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Nightingale

A Conversation Poem, April, 1798

No cloud, no relique of the sunken day
Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
To The Rev. George Coleridge

Notus in fratres animi paterni.
Hor. Carm. lib.II.2.

A blesséd lot hath he, who having passed
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
To The River Otter

Dear native brook! wild streamlet of the West!
How many various-fated years have passed,
What happy and what mournful hours, since last
I skimmed the smooth thin stone along thy breast,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Influence Of Natural Objects In Calling Forth And Strengthening The Imagination In Boyhood And Early

Wisdom and Spirit of the universe!
Thou Soul, that art the Eternity of thought!
And giv'st to forms and images a breath
And everlasting motion! not in vain,
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William Wordsworth
Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood

The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
(Wordsworth, “My Heart Leaps Up”)
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William Wordsworth
The French Revolution As It Appeared To Enthusiasts At Its Commencement

Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy!
For mighty were the auxiliars which then stood
Upon our side, we who were strong in love!
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
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William Wordsworth
The Old Cumberland Beggar

I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
And he was seated, by the highway side,
On a low structure of rude masonry
Built at the foot of a huge hill, that they
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William Wordsworth
There Was A Boy

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
And islands of Winander! many a time,
At evening, when the earliest stars began
To move along the edges of the hills,
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William Wordsworth
Yarrow Visited. September, 1814

And is this-Yarrow?-This the stream
Of which my fancy cherished,
So faithfully, a waking dream?
An image that hath perished!
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William Wordsworth
The Oxen

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
“Now they are all on their knees,”
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.
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Thomas Hardy
All In The Golden Afternoon

All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For both our oars, with little skill,
By little arms are plied,
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Lewis Carroll
The Hunting Of The Snark

Dedication

Inscribed to a dear Child:
in memory of golden summer hours
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Lewis Carroll
Crazy Jane On God

That lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
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William Butler Yeats
Cuchulan’s Fight With The Sea

A man came slowly from the setting sun,
To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun,
And said, ‘I am that swineherd whom you bid
Go watch the road between the wood and tide,
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William Butler Yeats
In Memory Of Alfred Pollexfen

Five-and-twenty years have gone
Since old William pollexfen
Laid his strong bones down in death
By his wife Elizabeth
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William Butler Yeats
In Memory Of Major Robert Gregory

I

Now that we're almost settled in our house
I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us
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William Butler Yeats
Meditations In Time Of Civil War

I. Ancestral Houses

Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns,
Amid the rustle of his planted hills,
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William Butler Yeats
On A Political Prisoner

She that but little patience knew,
From childhood on, had now so much
A grey gull lost its fear and flew
Down to her cell and there alit,
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William Butler Yeats
The Shadowy Waters: The Shadowy Waters

A Dramatic Poem

The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast,
with a large square sail hiding a great deal of the sky and sea
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William Butler Yeats
Towards Break Of Day

Was it the double of my dream
The woman that by me lay
Dreamed, or did we halve a dream
Under the first cold gleam of day?
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William Butler Yeats
Growth

I watched the glory of her childhood change,
Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew,
(Loved long ago in lily-time),
Become a maid, mysterious and strange,
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Ernest Dowson
A Wife—at Daybreak I Shall Be

461

A Wife-at daybreak I shall be-
Sunrise-Hast thou a Flag for me?
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Emily Dickinson
I’m Ceded—i’ve Stopped Being Theirs

508

I'm ceded-I've stopped being Theirs-
The name They dropped upon my face
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Emily Dickinson
One Sister Have I In Our House

14

One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
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Emily Dickinson
Softened By Time’s Consummate Plush

1738

Softened by Time's consummate plush,
How sleek the woe appears
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Emily Dickinson
Sweet Is The Swamp With Its Secrets

1740

Sweet is the swamp with its secrets,
Until we meet a snake;
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Emily Dickinson
The Things That Never Can Come Back, Are Several—

1515

The Things that never can come back, are several-
Childhood-some forms of Hope-the Dead-
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Emily Dickinson
We Learned The Whole Of Love

568

We learned the Whole of Love-
The Alphabet-the Words-
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Emily Dickinson
Who Is It Seeks My Pillow Nights—

1598

Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights-
With plain inspecting face-
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Emily Dickinson
Who Were “the Father And The Son”

1258

Who were “the Father and the Son”
We pondered when a child,
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Emily Dickinson
Madam La Maquise

Said Hongray de la Glaciere unto his proud Papa:
“I want to take a wife mon Père,” The Marquis laughed: “Ha! Ha!
And whose, my son?” he slyly said; but Hongray with a frown
Cried, “Fi! Papa, I mean-to wed, I want to settle down.”
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Robert Service
Mc’clusky’s Nell

In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free,
An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree,
An roarin' rageful warning when the boys got overwild,
When peekin' through the double door he spied a tiny child.
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Robert Service
My Childhood God

When I was small the Lord appeared
Unto my mental eye
A gentle giant with a beard
Who homed up in the sky.
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Robert Service
Second Childhood

When I go on my morning walk,
Because I'm mild,
If I be in the mood to talk
I choose a child.
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Robert Service
The Flower Shop

Because I have no garden and
No pence to buy,
Before the flower shop I stand
And sigh.
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Robert Service
Christmass

Christmass is come and every hearth
Makes room to give him welcome now
Een want will dry its tears in mirth
And crown him wi a holly bough
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John Clare
The Dying Child

He could not die when trees were green,
For he loved the time too well.
His little hands, when flowers were seen,
Were held for the bluebell,
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John Clare
The Mores

Far spread the moorey ground a level scene
Bespread with rush and one eternal green
That never felt the rage of blundering plough
Though centurys wreathed spring's blossoms on its brow
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John Clare
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture

Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd
With me but roughly since I heard thee last.
Those lips are thine-thy own sweet smiles I see,
The same that oft in childhood solaced me;
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William Cowper
Dæmonic Love

Man was made of social earth,
Child and brother from his birth;
Tethered by a liquid cord
Of blood through veins of kindred poured,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Dirge

Knows he who tills this lonely field
To reap its scanty corn,
What mystic fruit his acres yield
At midnight and at morn?
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Each And All

Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown,
Of thee, from the hill-top looking down;
And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm,
Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm;
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Threnody

The south-wind brings
Life, sunshine, and desire,
And on every mount and meadow
Breathes aromatic fire,
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Faust In Old Age

“Poet and veteran of childhood, look!
See in me the obscene, for you have love,

For you have hatred, you, you must be judge,
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Delmore Schwartz
Prothalamion

“little soul, little flirting,
little perverse one
where are you off to now?
little wan one, firm one
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Delmore Schwartz
The Sin Of Hamlet

The horns in the harbor booming, vaguely,
Fog, forgotten, yesterday, conclusion,
Nostalgic, noising dim sorrow, calling
To sleep is it? I think so, and childhood,
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Delmore Schwartz
Corinna’s Going A-maying

Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn
Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
See how Aurora throws her fair
Fresh-quilted colours through the air:
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Robert Herrick