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The Old Familiar Faces

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I have had playmates, I have had companions,
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days,
All, are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
Drinking late, sitting late, with my old bosom cronies,
All, are gone, the old familiar faces.

I loved a love once, fairest among women;
Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her-
All, are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man;
Like an ingrate, I left my friend abruptly;
Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.

Ghost-like, I paced around the haunts of my childhood.
Earth seemed like a desert I was bound to traverse,
Seeking to find the old familiar faces.

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother,
Why wert thou not born in my father’s dwelling?
So might we talk of the old familiar faces-

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are departed;
All, are gone, the old familiar faces.

- Charles Lamb (January, 1798).

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