And the Piper advanced and the children followed,
And when all were in to the very last, 230
The door in the mountain-side shut fast.
Did I say all? No! one was lame,
And could not dance the whole of the way;
And in after years, if you would blame
His sadness, he was used to say,— 235
‘It’s dull in our town since my playmates left;
I can’t forget that I’m bereft
Of all the pleasant sights they see,