CHILD POEMS

The Happy Child
I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick --
But not one like the child did pick.

I heard the packhounds in green park --
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William Henry Davies
'If I were dead'
'IF I were dead, you'd sometimes say, Poor Child!'
The dear lips quiver'd as they spake,
And the tears brake
From eyes which, not to grieve me, brightly smiled.
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Coventry Patmore
If I Were Dead
‘If I were dead, you'd sometimes say, Poor Child!'
The dear lips quiver'd as they spake,
And the tears brake
From eyes which, not to grieve me, brightly smiled.
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Coventry Patmore
Child, Child
Child, child, love while you can
The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man;
Never fear though it break your heart-
Out of the wound new joy will start;
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Sara Teasdale
Not A Child
'Not a child: I call myself a boy,'
Says my king, with accent stern yet mild,
Now nine years have brought him change of joy;
'Not a child.'
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Algernon Charles Swinburne
Sicilian Lullaby
Hush, little one, and fold your hands;
The sun hath set, the moon is high;
The sea is singing to the sands,
And wakeful posies are beguiled
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Eugene Field
Dear child
“Dear child, keep working,
don’t ever think you can’t,
dear child, never accept bad cant,
dear child, keep going
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Tijani Oladeji
To The Lady Crewe, Upon The Death Of Her Child
Why, Madam, will ye longer weep,
Whenas your baby's lull'd asleep?
And, pretty child, feels now no more
Those pains it lately felt before.
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Robert Herrick
The Price
Pity all faithless women who have loved. None knows
How much it hurts a woman to do wrong to love.
The mother who has felt the child within her move,
Shall she forget her child, and those ecstatic throes?
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Arthur Symons
O Child Beside The Waterfall
O Child beside the Waterfall
what songs without a word
rise from those waters like the call
only a heart has heard-
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George Barker
The Child-Angel
They clamour and fight, they doubt and despair, they know no end
to their wrangling.
Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my
child, unflickering and pure, and delight them into silence.
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Rabindranath Tagore
The Boy's Ideal
I must be fit for a child to play with,
Fit for a youngster to walk away with;
Fit for his trust and fit to be
Ready to take him upon my knee;
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Edgar Albert Guest
Art's Discipline
Long since I came into the school of Art,
A child in works, but not a child in heart.
Slowly I learn, by her instruction mild,
To be in works a man, in heart a child.
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Robert Fuller Murray
God Gave To Me A Child In Part
GOD gave to me a child in part,
Yet wholly gave the father's heart:
Child of my soul, O whither now,
Unborn, unmothered, goest thou?
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Robert Louis Stevenson
A Child In The Garden
When to the garden of untroubled thought
I came of late, and saw the open door,
And wished again to enter, and explore
The sweet, wild ways with stainless bloom inwrought,
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Henry Van Dyke
Question And Answer
THE CHILD

Father! Within the forest's bound
No bird I found,
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Opposites
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child
Walked out into the street
And splashed in all the pubbles till
She had such shocking feet
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Katherine Mansfield
Child Margaret
THE CHILD Margaret begins to write numbers on a Saturday morning, the first numbers formed under her wishing child fingers.
All the numbers come well-born, shaped in figures assertive for a frieze in a child's room.
Both 1 and 7 are straightforward, military, filled with lunge and attack, erect in shoulder-straps.
The 6 and 9 salute as dancing sisters, elder and younger, and 2 is a trapeze actor swinging to handclaps.
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Carl Sandburg
To Dora Dorian
Child of two strong nations, heir
Born of high-souled hope that smiled,
Seeing for each brought forth a fair
Child,
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Algernon Charles Swinburne
Tableau At Twilight
I sit in the dusk. I am all alone.
Enter a child and an ice-cream cone.

A parent is easily beguiled
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Ogden Nash

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