Old Sorrow I shall meet again, <br />And Joy, perchance-but never, never, <br />Happy Childhood, shall we twain <br />See each other's face forever! <br /> <br /> <br />And yet I would not call thee back, <br />Dear Childhood, lest the sight of me, <br />Thine old companion, on the rack <br />Of Age, should sadden even thee.<br /><br />John Bannister Tabb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/childhood-86/
