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Poem
March 26, 1904
The Intermountain Catholic
Salt Lake City, Salt Lake County, Utah
What is this article about?
A nostalgic poem depicting the faithful toy dog and soldier left by Little Boy Blue, who has since died, as they wait in dust for his return, emphasizing enduring loyalty and the passage of time.
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OCR Quality
98%
Excellent
Full Text
LITTLE BOY BLUE.
The little toy dog is covered with dust
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair.
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So toddling off to his trundle bed
He dreamt of the pretty toys.
And as he was dreaming an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue—
Oh, the years are many, the years are long
But the little toy friends are true.
Ah, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place,
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face.
And they wonder, as waiting these long years through,
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue
Since he kissed them and put them there.
-EUGENE FIELD.
The little toy dog is covered with dust
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair.
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So toddling off to his trundle bed
He dreamt of the pretty toys.
And as he was dreaming an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue—
Oh, the years are many, the years are long
But the little toy friends are true.
Ah, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place,
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face.
And they wonder, as waiting these long years through,
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue
Since he kissed them and put them there.
-EUGENE FIELD.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ballad
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Friendship
What keywords are associated?
Little Boy Blue
Toy Dog
Toy Soldier
Childhood Toys
Faithful Waiting
Passage Of Time
Child Loss
What entities or persons were involved?
Eugene Field.
Poem Details
Title
Little Boy Blue.
Author
Eugene Field.
Key Lines
The Little Toy Dog Is Covered With Dust
But Sturdy And Stanch He Stands;
And The Little Toy Soldier Is Red With Rust,
And His Musket Molds In His Hands.
Ah, Faithful To Little Boy Blue They Stand,
Each In The Same Old Place,
Awaiting The Touch Of A Little Hand,
The Smile Of A Little Face.
What Has Become Of Our Little Boy Blue
Since He Kissed Them And Put Them There.