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Poem
July 20, 1914
Atlanta Georgian
Atlanta, Fulton County, Georgia
What is this article about?
A tender poem addressing a playful child nicknamed 'Dear little Mischief,' whose parents scold during the day but kiss goodnight, while privately mourning a previously deceased child who died young.
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OCR Quality
95%
Excellent
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Dear little Mischief, awake with the sun,
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Busy all day with your frolicking fun,
Playing your pranks in your own little way
Laughing at rules you were told to obey.
Father may scold you and mother may frown-
But they kiss you good night when the darkness comes down
They kiss you good night and they see you asleep,
And sad, always sad is the vigil they keep,
For they think, as the lights flicker feeble and low.
Of a Dear Little Mischief that went long ago.
They put him to bed where the other cot lies:
He slept with his toys and awoke in the skies.
They think of the bitter and wondering pain
And how all their tears could not bring him again.
They scold you a little, and sometimes they frown-
But they kiss you good night when the darkness comes down
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Busy all day with your frolicking fun,
Playing your pranks in your own little way
Laughing at rules you were told to obey.
Father may scold you and mother may frown-
But they kiss you good night when the darkness comes down
They kiss you good night and they see you asleep,
And sad, always sad is the vigil they keep,
For they think, as the lights flicker feeble and low.
Of a Dear Little Mischief that went long ago.
They put him to bed where the other cot lies:
He slept with his toys and awoke in the skies.
They think of the bitter and wondering pain
And how all their tears could not bring him again.
They scold you a little, and sometimes they frown-
But they kiss you good night when the darkness comes down
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
Ballad
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Mischief Child
Parental Love
Mourning Deceased Child
Family Grief
Childhood Pranks
Poem Details
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
Father May Scold You And Mother May Frown
But They Kiss You Good Night When The Darkness Comes Down
Of A Dear Little Mischief That Went Long Ago.
He Slept With His Toys And Awoke In The Skies.
They Scold You A Little, And Sometimes They Frown
But They Kiss You Good Night When The Darkness Comes Down