<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When i was a boy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up in the attic where I slept<br>When I was a boy, a little boy,<br>In through the lattice the moonlight crept,<br>Bringing a tide of dreams that swept<br>Over the low, red trundle-bed,<br>Bathing the tangled curly head,<br>While moonbeams played at hide-and-seek<br>With the dimples on the sun-browned cheek -<br>When I was a boy, a little boy!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, oh! the dreams - the dreams I dreamed!<br>When I was a boy, a little boy!<br>For the grace that through the lattice streamed<br>Over my folded eyelids seemed<br>To have the gift of prophecy,<br>And to bring me glimpses of times to be<br>When manhood's clarion seemed to call -<br>Ah! that was the sweetest dream of all,<br>When I was a boy, a little boy!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd like to sleep where I used to sleep<br>When I was a boy, a little boy!<br>For in at the lattice the moon would peep,<br>Bringing her tide of dreams to sweep<br>The crosses and griefs of the years away<br>From the heart that is weary and faint to-day;<br>And those dreams should give me back again<br>A peace I have never known since then -<br>When I was a boy, a little boy!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391084" data-title="When i was a boy de Eugene Field" data-description="Up in the attic where I slept When I was a boy, a little boy, In through the lattice the moonlight crept, Bringing a tide of dreams that swept Over the low, red trundle-bed, Bathing the tangled curly head, While moonbeams played at hide-and-seek W..."></div> </div> </div>

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