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Perhaps it is foolish to remark it but there are times and places when I am a child at those things	A
MACKENZIE	B
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Each scene of youth to me's a pleasing toy	C
Which memory like a lover doats upon	D
And mix'd with them I am again a boy	C
With tears and sighs regretting pleasures gone	E
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Ah with enthusiast excesses wild	F
The scenes of childhood meet my moist'ning eye	G
And with the very weakness of a child	F
I feel the raptures of delights gone by	G
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And still I fancy as around I stroll	H
Each boyish scene to mark the sport and game	I
Others are living with a self like soul	H
That think and love such trifles just the same	I
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An old familiar spot I witness here	J
With young companions where we oft have met	K
Tho' since we play'd 'tis bleach'd with many a year	L
The sports as warmly thrill my bosom yet	K
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Here winds the dyke where oft we jump'd across	M
'Tis just as if it were but yesternight	K
There hangs the gate we call'd our wooden horse	N
Where we in see saw ridings took delight	K
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And every thing shines round me just as then	O
Mole hills and trees and bushes speckling wild	K
That freshen all those pastimes up agen	O
O grievous day that chang'd me from a child	K
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To seek the plaything and the pleasing toy	K
The painted pooty shell and summer flowers	P
How blest was I when I was here a boy	K
What joys were mine in those delightful hours	P
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On this same bank I bound my posies up	Q
And cull'd the sweetest blossoms one by one	O
The cowslips still entice me down to stoop	R
But all the feelings they inspir'd are gone	O
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Though in the midst of each endear'd delight	K
Where still the cowslips to the breezes bow	S
Though all my childish scenes are in my sight	K
Sad manhood marks me an intruder now	S
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Here runs the brook which I have damm'd and stopt	K
With choking sods and water weeds and stones	T
And watch'd with joy till bursting off it plopt	K
In rushing gushes of wild murmuring groans	T
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Here stands the tree with clasping ivy bound	K
Which oft I've climb'd to see the men at plough	S
And checquer'd fields for many a furlong round	K
Rock'd by the winds upon its topmost bough	S
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Ah on this bank how happy have I felt	K
When here I sat and mutter'd nameless songs	U
And with the shepherd boy and neatherd knelt	K
Upon yon rush beds plaiting whips and thongs	U
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Fond memory warms as here with gravel shells	U
I pil'd my fancied cots and walled rings	U
And scoop'd with wooden knife my little wells	U
And fill'd them up with water from the springs	U
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Ah memory sighs now hope my heart beguiles	U
To build as yet snug cots to cheer despair	V
While fate at distance mocks with grinning smiles	U
And calls my structures castles in the air	V
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Now e'en the thistles quaking in the wind	K
The very rushes nodding o'er the green	O
Hold each expressive language to my mind	K
And like old comrades tell of what has been	O
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O sweet of sweets from infancy that flow	W
When can we witness bliss so sweet as then	O
Might I but have my choice of joy below	W
I'd only ask to be a boy agen	O
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Life owns no joy so pleasant as the past	K
That banish'd pleasure wrapt in memory's womb	X
It leaves a flavour sweet to every taste	K
Like the sweet substance of the honey comb	Y

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