Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPINNING TOPS, by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE


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First Line: All day, all day, the village lads are out
Last Line: Day-long, week-long, they spin their tops together.
Subject(s): Children; Tops (toys); Childhood


ALL day, all day, the village lads are out --
It is so pleasant and so clear a weather --
And my lad, too, is somewhere thereabout;
For as of old they spin their tops together.
Out past the ivied fences do they crowd;
I hear their shouts, now one, and now another;
But his above them all, so sweetly loud;
They hear it not -- but I, I am his mother.
A cloudy thing, I see him in the sun,
That little lad, so long and long forgot,
By other lads in this and any weather:
And still he keeps his playtimes one by one;
And still, although his neighbors know it not,
Day-long, week-long, they spin their tops together.





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