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Childhood's Songs
“All the songs of my childhood float back to me, and I wander in far off realms.”
—William E. Clark.
I hear again my childhood's songs,
When life was bright and fair;
Their melodies my spirit hears,
They float upon the air.
When life was bright and fair;
Their melodies my spirit hears,
They float upon the air.
In far off realms I seem to stray,
Mid childhood's early flowers;
And all my weariness forget,
Amid its happy bowers.
Mid childhood's early flowers;
And all my weariness forget,
Amid its happy bowers.
My mother's voice, it comes again
So clear, and pure, and sweet;
I seem a child again to be,
And listening at her feet!
So clear, and pure, and sweet;
I seem a child again to be,
And listening at her feet!
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They cheer and soothe my sinking heart,
As if from heaven they came;
In manhood, as in youthful hours,
Their power is still the same.
As if from heaven they came;
In manhood, as in youthful hours,
Their power is still the same.
A power to purify and bless,
And thus my soul prepare;
With those I loved in early days,
The life of heaven to share.
And thus my soul prepare;
With those I loved in early days,
The life of heaven to share.
Poem No. 237; c. 18 March 1871
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