Poems Of Charles Lamb

By Charles Lamb

Old Familiar Faces, The Old Familiar Faces, The

Old Familiar Faces, The

Old Familiar Faces, The

 

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Old Familiar Faces, The

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.

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I loved a Love once, fairest among women:
Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her -
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man:
Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly;
Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.

Ghost - like I paced round the haunts of my childhood,
Earth seem`d a desert I was bound to traverse,
Seeking to find the old familiar faces.

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother,
Why wert not thou born in my father`s dwelling?
So might we talk of the old familiar faces,

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are departed;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.


 

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