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Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4454, 14 April 1883, Page 1

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A PENNY.- ■' "•

Fair, kingly boy, what pleasure true Hath lit thine eyes of dreamy "blue 1,? " Come here and take it, little Hngh^A penny, Though toys and playmates all be gone, . No king so rich upon his throne When thou canst justly call thine own A penny! No more wilt thon mamma annoy, — For th6u has gained, triumphant boy, Thy hope, thy light, thy pride, thy joy— A penny. When sparkle on thy rosy cheek " - The tears of sorrow, thou wilt seek, '• ■ In quivering accents, low and meek, .... A penny. Thy. treasure, gained—exultantfly;! " # What means .that.shout ?" we wondering cry, ' _ - And swift s the .echoing .walls reply r— ( .-■ - ■"■ ../'..'', '" ''A penny!" Thy friends all know what best" willpleaise— That supplicant look the stranger sees — No need to ask, with eyes like these, A penny. Why should I be surprised to see So small a trophy cause such glee ? 'Tis no small thing, dear boy, to thoo-' A penny! A solid recompense for shame; A bow of sunlight 'mid the rain j A healing balm for every pain— A penny, ### * # - What mystic influence hath shed Such blissful visions round his bed ? Ah! he has laid beneath his head A penny!

Isabella Dabling.