| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| We Are Children |
| | | Cosmo Monkhouse (b. 1840) |
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| CHILDREN indeed are we—children that wait | |
| Within a wondrous dwelling, while on high | |
| Stretch the sad vapors and the voiceless sky; | |
| The house is fair, yet all is desolate | |
| Because our Father comes not; clouds of fate | 5 |
| Sadden above us—shivering we espy | |
| The passing rain, the cloud before the gate, | |
| And cry to one another, “He is nigh!” | |
| At early morning, with a shining Face, | |
| He left us innocent and lily-crown’d; | 10 |
| And now this late—night cometh on apace— | |
| We hold each other’s hands and look around, | |
| Frighted at our own shades! Heaven send us grace! | |
| When He returns, all will be sleeping sound. | |
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