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Childhood's Gold.

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The following poem is scored for music in the source text.

1.

They need not go so far away,
Thro' heat and cold to hunt for gold;
They might beside us sit or stray,
Our hands are full as they can hold.
Gold? Gold is pour'd out of the sky,
From rise of sun till day is done,
With falling leaves it flashes by,
In liquid gold the rivers run.
Gold! ........ our childhood's gold!
Who shares, who shares our childhood's gold?
Ah! .... who shares our childhood's gold?

2.

T' was scattered all the way from school,
In stars and bells adown the dells,
We children gathered aprons full
Where little Dandelion dwells;
And yellow Cowslip to our feet
Came like a king, his hoard to bring,
And Columbine, with rod so sweet,
Shook gold upon our path,—(gay thing!)
Gold!........ our childhood's gold!
Who shares, who shares our childhood's gold?
Ah!.... who shares our childhood's gold?

3.

Our homes are sweet adown the hills,
Where love is sure and life is pure,
And sunshine ev'ry season fills,
How can a country child be poor?
No robber scares our midnight hours,
No coffers cold our treasures hold,
Dew-drops and sunbeams, stars and flow'rs,—
Gold, gold, who shares our childhood's gold?
Gold! ........ our childhood's gold!
Who shares, who shares our childhood's gold?
Ah! .... who shares our childhood's gold?