Time's Paces is a poem about the apparent speeding up of time as one gets older. It was written by Henry Twells (1823–1900) and published in his book Hymns and Other Stray Verses (1901). Over my folded eyelids seemed When I was a boy a god would often rescue me from the shouting and violence of humans. When I Was A Boy by Anonymous. And as you delight the heart so you For in at the lattice the moon would peep, And those dreams should give me back again And those dreams should give me back again Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy! Bringing her tide of dreams to sweep When I was a boy I was strong as an ox now that I am older I am jerked to the bone like a buzzard bird.. When I was a boy Grasses and masts stood beside the shore, And I, lying there, Couldn’t distinguish between them, For they all rose up to the sky above me. When I was a boy, a little boy! When I Was A Boy poem by Thabani Khumalo. Bathing the tangled curly head, And, oh! For there was another forest beyond the clearing. When I was a boy, Younger than I am today, I never really understood, All the things you would say. Grasses and masts stood beside the shore, Submit A Poem; Ellen Bailey Poems. And I, lying there, When I was a boy, a little boy, When I was a boy, a little boy! All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge... Recite this poem (upload your own video or voice file). Up in the attic where I sleptWhen I was a boy, a little boy,In through the lattice the moonlight crept,Bringing a tide of dreams that sweptOver the low, red trundle-bed,Bathing the tangled curly head,While moonbeams played at hide-and-seekWith the dimples on the sun-browned cheek -When I was a boy, a little boy!And, oh! Over the low, red trundle-bed, From the heart that is weary and faint to-day; And those dreams should give me back again. For the grace that through the lattice streamed This poem is in the public domain. I grew up in the arms of the gods. Only the words of my mother stayed with me Like a … Then, safe and well, I would play with the meadow flowers, and heaven's breezes would play with me. A boy is a boy for all he is worth. I was a kid when I was a little boy, I went to a see the fair, rocking and jumping with joy, Everything seemed so eye-catching, But I had no money, Nothing I could buy, I returned home with a heavy heart, Filled with hundreds of unfulfilled desires, I remember the day when I was a little boy, Well those days of my deprivation have gone, Today, with the same Supported by Pembroke College, Cambridge and The Queen's College, Oxford. The crosses and griefs of the years away And the moon, like a great jar, tilted itself For the grace that through the lattice streamed Bringing her tide of dreams to sweep Poem of the week: When that I was and a little tiny boy by William Shakespeare For 1 April, a sonorous refrain from one of literature's most plaintive fools, making plain the shadows behind the japes When I was a boy, a little boy! This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. When I was a boy, a little boy! And I did not know when my father would return, When I Was A Boy Poem by Billy Wright - Poem Hunter. When I was a boy, a little boy! Page For they all rose up to the sky above me. Only the words of my mother stayed with me For in at the lattice the moon would peep. I knew the stillness of the Aether: I never understood the words of men. Over my folded eyelids seemed All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge... Recite this poem (upload your own video or voice file). Topic(s) of this poem: childhood , hobbies, nostalgia, old age. Naturally I couldn't call you by name then, nor did you use mine, as humans do, as if they really knew each other. Then, safe and well, I would play with the meadow flowers, and heaven's breezes would play with me. There is no comment submitted by members.. © Poems are the property of their respective owners. Bringing a tide of dreams that swept Ah! And to bring me glimpses of times to be And, oh! When I was a boy, a little boy! The crosses and griefs of the years away When Three or Four are Gathered in a Room. When I was a boy I wish you knew how my soul loved you! And you can walk me home, but I was a boy, too. All Rights Reserved. In through the lattice the moonlight crept, This poem is in the public domain. This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. This subscription includes three issues a year plus access to our digital archive. From the heart that is weary and faint to-day; All you faithful friendly gods! that was the sweetest dream of all, When I was a boy a god would often rescue me from the shouting and violence of humans. When I was a boy, a little boy! When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the moonlight crept, Bringing a tide of dreams that swept Over the low, red trundle-bed, Bathing the tangled curly head, While moonbeams played at hide-and-seek With the dimples on the sun-browned cheek - When I was a boy, a little boy! Then, safe and well, I would play with the meadow flowers, and heaven's breezes would play with me. A peace I have never known since then — When I was a boy, a little boy! They say that life was much simpler then In the days when I was a boy For most folk money was pretty tight . Published in Modern Poetry in Translation No. Couldn’t distinguish between them, that was the sweetest dream of all, Big mud puddles, rocks in their shoes, A chip on their shoulder, a black eye or two. When I was a boy, a little boy! Menu. And in the nights the streetlights stroked the dreams - the dreams I dreamed! But I was better acquainted with you than I ever was with humans. When manhood's clarion seemed to call — All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge... Recite this poem (upload your own video or voice file). They say that life was much simpler then, In the days when I was a boy, For most folk money was pretty tight, So you often made your own toy.Collecting things was all the rage, Sometimes found for free, Trousers pockets full of conkers, Sharing tips to find the best tree.Unlike some I was an only child, Collecting was always on my mind, Marbles, stamps, coins and autographs, Pretty much anything I could find.Bubble gum cards were very popular, Educational as well as fun, A lovely set of flags of the world, I still remember that one.Those times have gone, a boy no more, Of collections I don't have many, But does anybody know what I can do, With a horde of pre-decimal pennies?

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