The
Old Familiar Faces
by Charles
Lamb
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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.
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I have been laughing, I have been
carousing, |
Drinking late, sitting late, with
my bosom cronies, |
All, all are gone, the old
familiar faces.
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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.
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I have a friend, a kinder friend
has no man; |
Like an inmate, I left my friend
abruptly; |
Left him, to muse on the old
familiar faces.
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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.
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Friend of my bosom, thou more
than a bother, |
Why wert not thou born in my
father's dwelling? |
So might we talk of the old
familiar faces -
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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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