| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | The Dead Child | | By George Barlow (18471914?) |
| | | BUT yesterday she played with childish things, | |
| With toys and painted fruit. | |
| To-day she may be speeding on bright wings | |
| Beyond the stars! We ask. The stars are mute. | |
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| But yesterday her doll was all in all; | 5 |
| She laughed and was content. | |
| To-day she will not answer, if we call: | |
| She droppd no toys to show the road she went. | |
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| But yesterday she smiled and ranged with art | |
| Her playthings on the bed. | 10 |
| To-day and yesterday are leagues apart! | |
| She will not smile to-day, for she is dead. | | | | |
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