The Playmates Poem by John Bannister Tabb
The Playmates
Who are thy playmates, boy?
'My favorite is Joy,
Who brings with him his sister, Peace, to stay
The livelong day.
I love them both; but he
Is most to me.'
And where thy playmates now,
O man of sober brow?
'Alas! dear Joy, the merriest, is dead.
But I have wed
Peace; and our babe, a boy,
New-born, is Joy.'
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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