I THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. 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, I loved a Love once, fairest among women: I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man: Ghost-like I paced round the haunts of my childhood, 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? How some they have died, and some they have left me, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. Charles Lamb. |