lirik lagu ghizela rowe - coventry patmore - the toys
my little son, who look’d from thoughtful eyes
and moved and spoke in quiet grown~up wise
having my law the seventh time disobey’d
i struck him, and dismiss’d
with hard words and unkiss’d
his mother, who was patient, being dead
then, fearing lest his grief should hinder sleep
i visited his bed
but found him slumbering deep
with darken’d eyelids, and their lashes yet
from his late sobbing wet
and i, with moan
kissing away his tears, left others of my own;
for, on a table drawn beside his head
he had put, within his reach
a box of counters and a red~vein’d stone
a piece of glass abraded by the beach
and six or seven sh~lls
a bottle with bluebells
and two french copper coins, ranged there with careful art
to comfort his sad heart
so when that night i pray’d
to god, i wept, and said:
ah, when at last we lie with tranced breath
not vexing thee in death
and thou rememberest of what toys
we made our joys
how weakly understood
thy great commanded good
then, fatherly not less
than i whom thou hast moulded from the clay
thou’lt leave thy wrath, and say
“i will be sorry for their childishness.”
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