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First Line: A child's a plaything for an hour
Last Line: Then life and all shall cease.
Variant Title(s): Parental Recollections;in Memoriam
Subject(s): Children; Childhood

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 mocked 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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