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THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES

By
Charles Lamb
1798


&/\&/\&

Where are they gone, the old familiar faces ?
 

I had a mother, but she died, and left me,

Died prematurely in a day of horrors ---

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
 

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 seemed 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.
 

For 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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