Poem by George Darley

The Joy of Childhood

    Down the dimpled green-sward dancing
        Bursts a flaxen-headed bevy,
    Bud-lipt boys and girls advancing
        Love's irregular little levy.

    Rows of liquid eyes in laughter,
        How they glimmer, how they quiver!
    Sparkling one another after,
        Like bright ripples on a river.

    Tipsy band of rubious faces,
        Flushed with joy's etheral spirit,
    Make your mocks and sly grimaces
        At Love's self, and do not fear it!

1. Robin’s Cross
2. Lenimina Laborum. 6. I'm a rover! I'm a rover
3. Lenimina Laborum. 42. On a Young Tree
4. Lenimina Laborum. 27. The Free-Booter
5. Lenimina Laborum. 10. Fair as the flower is, it will yet decay

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