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V
I was but in my boyhood then—Nor knew the coarse, hard ways of men.
I count my fingers over, so,
And find it years and years ago;
But I was tall and lithe and fair,
With rippled tide of yellow hair,
And prone to mellowness of heart,
While she was tawny-red like wine,
With black hair boundless as the night.
As for the rest, I learned my part,
At least was apt, and willing quite
To learn, to listen, and incline
To teacher warm and wise as mine.
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