<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Beatrice Stuart--Wortley Ætat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Patter, patter, little feet,<br>Making music quaint and sweet,<br>Up the passage, down the stair;<br>Patter, patter everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ripple, ripple, little voice;<br>When I hear you, I rejoice.<br>When you cease to crow and coo,<br>Then my heart grows silent too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Frolic, frolic, little form,<br>While the day is young and warm.<br>When the shadows shun the west,<br>Climb up to my knee, and rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slumber, slumber, little head,<br>Gambols o'er and night-prayers said.<br>I will give you in your cot<br>Kisses that awake you not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Open, open, little lids!<br>Lambs are frisking in the meads;<br>Blackcaps flit from stem to stem;<br>Come and chirp along with them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Change not, change not, little fay;<br>Still be as you are to-day.<br>What a loss is growth of sense,<br>With decrease of innocence!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something in your little ways<br>Wins me more than love or praise.<br>You have gone, and I feel still<br>Void I somehow cannot fill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, you leave, when you depart,<br>Empty cradle in my heart,<br>Where I sit and rock my pain,<br>Singing lullaby in vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come back, come back, little feet!<br>Bring again the music sweet<br>To the garden, to the stair;<br>Patter, chatter everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Austin">Alfred Austin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341493" data-title="To Beatrice Stuart--Wortley Ætat de Alfred Austin" data-description="Patter, patter, little feet, Making music quaint and sweet, Up the passage, down the stair; Patter, patter everywhere. Ripple, ripple, little voice; When I hear you, I rejoice. When you cease to crow and coo, Then my heart grows silent too. Frol..."></div> </div> </div>

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