The Children's Hour
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- Between the dark and the daylight,
- When the night is beginning to lower,
- Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
- That is known as the Children's Hour.
- I hear in the chamber above me
- The patter of little feet,
- The sound of a door that is opened,
- And voices soft and sweet.
- From my study I see in the lamplight,
- Descending the broad hall stair,
- Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,
- And Edith with golden hair.
- A whisper, and then a silence:
- Yet I know by their merry eyes
- They are plotting and planning together
- To take me by surprise.
- A sudden rush from the stairway,
- A sudden raid from the hall!
- By three doors left unguarded
- They enter my castle wall!
- They climb up into my turret
- O'er the arms and back of my chair;
- If I try to escape, they surround me;
- They seem to be everywhere.
- They almost devour me with kisses,
- Their arms about me entwine,
- Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
- In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!
- Do you think, o blue-eyed banditti,
- Because you have scaled the wall,
- Such an old mustache as I am
- Is not a match for you all!
- I have you fast in my fortress,
- And will not let you depart,
- But put you down into the dungeon
- In the round-tower of my heart.
- And there will I keep you forever,
- Yes, forever and a day,
- Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
- And moulder in dust away!
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