WITH TRUMPET AND DRUM With big tin trumpet and little red drum, It's this way and that way they circle and file— This way and that way, and after a while They march straight into this heart of mine! A sturdy old heart, but it has to succumb To the blare of that trumpet and beat of that drum! Come on, little people, from cot and from hall· Oh, a jolly old heart is this old heart of mine, And jollier still is it bound to become When you blow that big trumpet and beat that red drum! So come; though I see not his dear little face His memory deep in my heart with your play — Ah me! but a love that is sweeter than mine Holdeth my boy in its keeping to-day! And my heart it is lonely-so, little folk, come, March in and make merry with trumpet and drum! Chicago, September 13, 1892. EUGENE FIELD. |