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Poems by Katherine Mansfield

There was a Child Once

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There was a Child Once

There was a child once.
He came to play in my garden;
He was quite pale and silent.
Only when he smiled I knew everything about him,
I knew what he had in his pockets,
And I knew the feel of his hands in my hands
And the most intimate tones of his voice.
I led him down each secret path,
Showing him the hiding-place of all my treasures.
I let him play with them, every one,
I put my singing thoughts in a little silver cage
And gave them to him to keep …
It was very dark in the garden
But never dark enough for us. On tiptoe we walked among the deepest shades;
We bathed in the shadow pools beneath the trees,
Pretending we were under the sea.
Once-near the boundary of the garden-
We heard steps passing along the World-road;
Oh, how frightened we were !
page 36 I whispered : “Have you ever walked along that road ?”
He nodded, and we shook the tears from our eyes. …
There was a child once.
He came-quite alone-to play in my garden;
He was pale and silent.
When we met we kissed each other,
But when he went away, we did not even wave.

1912.