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 If for only a little while You will think of it you will understand, If you will touch my sleeve and smile As you did that morning in the Strand I can wait quietly with you Or go away if you want me to— God! What is God? but your face has gone and your hand! Let me stay here too.

When I was quite a little lad At Christmas time we went half mad For joy of all the toys we had, And then we used to sing about the sheep The shepherds watched by night; We used to pray to Christ to keep Our small souls safe till morning light—; I am scared, I am staying with you to-night— Put me to sleep.

I shall stay here: here you can see the sky; The houses in the streets are much too high; There is no one left to speak to there; Here they are everywhere, And just above them fields and fields of roses lie— If he would dig it all up again they would not die.