Poems and Baudelaire Flowers/Boyhood

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Poems and Baudelaire Flowers
by John Collings Squire
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BOYHOOD

He looked awhile at the fields all white
Glistening fair in the soft moonlight;
But the bells tolled forth the heavy midnight.

So he knelt him down beside the bed,
Folded his hands and bent his head,
And the devil smiled at the prayers he said.