How like is childhood to the lucid tide
That calmly wanders thro' the mossy dell,
Sweeps o'er the lily by the margin's side,
And, as it kisses, murmurs out, Farewell!
Impromptu, In Reply To A Lady, Who Asked The Author What Childhood Resembled.
John Carr (sir)
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