A Child To His Sick Grandfather

Grand-dad , they say you're old and frail,
Your ______ legs begin to fail:
Your staff, no more my ______ now,
Supports your body bending low,
While back to ______ you lean so sad,
I'm vex'd to see you, Dad.

You used to smile and stroke my head,
And ______ me how good children did;
But now, I wot ______ how it be,
You take me seldom on your knee,
Yet ne'ertheless I am right glad,
To sit beside you, Dad.

How lank and thin your beard hangs down!
______ are the white hairs on your crown:
How wan ______ hollow are your cheeks,
Your brow is crossed with ______ streaks;
But yet although his strength be fled,
I ______ my own old Dad.

The housewives round their potions brew,
And gossips come to ask for you;
And for ______ weal each neighbour cares;
And good men kneel and ______ their prayers,
And every body looks so sad,
When ______ are ailing, Dad.

You will not die and leave ______ then?
Rouse up and be our Dad again.
When ______ are quiet and laid in bed,
We'll doff our ______ and softly tread;
And when you wake we'll still ______ near,
To fill old Dad his cheer.

When through ______ house you change your stand,
I'll lead you kindly ______ the hand:
When dinner's set I'll with you bide,
______ aye be serving by your side;
And when the ______ fire burns blue,
I'll sit and talk with you.

______ have a tale both long and good,
About a ______ and her brood,
And greedy cunning fox that stole
______ dead of midnight through a hole,
Which slyly to ______ hen-roost led,--
You love a story, Dad?

And ______ I have a wondrous tale
Of men all clad ______ coats of mail,
With glittering swords,--you nod,--I ______
Your heavy eyes begin to wink;--
Down on ______ bosom sinks your head:--
You do not hear me, Dad.

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