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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3300 reads)
How merciless can children be!


How merciless can children be!
    Dark truth within them lies.
My little daughter said to me,
    With candour in her eyes:
"Oh! Mother dear, you seem more gay
    Since Daddie went away."

Said I: "Oh! No, I just pretend;
    You know I cried and cried,
And thought my heart would never mend
    When your poor father died.
For you sake, child, with laughter light,
    I make the gloom seem bright."

Yet children have so strange a ken
    I wonder if it's so;
If I'm not happier since when
    My William had to go.
He was a kind and loving spouse,
    And master of the house.

Then as we gravely sipped our tea,
    Said my sweet daughter Ann:
Oh! Mumsie dear, I would not be
    The wife of any man. . . .
Can I not be a widow too,
    And laugh and sing like you?"

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