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THE DUSTMAN by FREDERIC EDWARD WEATHERLY

First Line: WHEN THE TOYS ARE GROWING WEARY
Last Line: FAR AWAY IN SLUMBERLAND.
Subject(s): SLEEP;
When the toys are growing weary,
And the twilight gathers in;
When the nursery still echoes
With the children's merry din;
Then unseen, unheard, unnoticed,
Comes an old man up the stair,
Lightly to the children passes,
Lays his hand upon their hair.

Softly smiles the good old Dustman;
In their eyes the dust he throws,
Till their little heads are falling,
And their weary eyes must close.
Then the Dustman very gently
Takes each little dimpled hand
Leads them through the sweet green shadows.
Far away in Slumberland.



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