Mary Lamb


A Child - Poem by Mary Lamb

A CHILD 's a plaything for an hour;
   Its pretty tricks we try
For that or for a longer space--
   Then tire, and lay it by.

But I knew one that to itself
   All seasons could control;
That would have mock'd the sense of pain
   Out of a grieved soul.

Thou straggler into loving arms,
   Young climber-up of knees,
When I forget thy thousand ways
   Then life and all shall cease.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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