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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Author's Early Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will write a sketch of my early life,<br>It will be of childhood day,<br>And all who chance to read it,<br>No criticism, pray.<br>My childhood days were happy,<br>And it fills my heart with woe,<br>To muse o'er the days that have passed by<br>And the scenes of long ago.<br>In the days of my early childhood,<br>Kent county was quite wild,<br>Especially the towns I lived in<br>When I was a little child.<br>I will not speak of my birthplace,<br>For if you will only look<br>O'er the little poem, My Childhood Days,<br>That is in this little book.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not ashamed of my birthright,<br>Though it was of poor estate,<br>Many a poor person in our land<br>Has risen to be great.<br>My parents were poor, I know, kind friends,<br>But that is no disgrace;<br>They were honorable and respected<br>Throughout my native place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother was an invalid,<br>And was for many a year,<br>And I being the eldest daughter<br>Her life I had to cheer.<br>I had two little sisters,<br>And a brother which made three,<br>And dear mother being sickly,<br>Their care it fell on me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My parents moved to Algoma<br>Near twenty-three years ago,<br>And bought one hundred acres of land,<br>That's a good sized farm you know.<br>It was then a wilderness,<br>With tall forest trees abound,<br>And it was four miles from a village,<br>Or any other town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And it was two miles from a schoolhouse,<br>That's the distance I had to go,<br>And how many times I traveled<br>Through summer suns and winter snow.<br>How well do I remember<br>Going to school many a morn,<br>Both in summer and in winter,<br>Through many a heavy storm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart was gay and happy,<br>This was ever in my mind,<br>There is better times a coming,<br>And I hope some day to find<br>Myself capable of composing.<br>It was by heart's delight,<br>To compose on a sentimental subject<br>If it came in my mind just right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I went to school half the time,<br>It was all that I could do;<br>It seems very strange to me sometimes,<br>And it may seem strange to you.<br>It was natural for me to compose,<br>And put words into rhyme,<br>And the success of my first work<br>Is this little song book of mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My childhood days have passed and gone,<br>And it fills my heart with pain<br>To think that youth will nevermore<br>Return to me again.<br>And now kind friends, what I have wrote,<br>I hope you will pass o'er,<br>And not criticise as some have done,<br>Hitherto herebefore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Julia+A+Moore">Julia A Moore</a><div class=q>
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It will be of childhood day,
And all who chance to read it,
No criticism, pray.
My childhood days were happy,
And it fills my heart with woe,
To muse o'er the days that have passed by
And the scenes of long ..."></div>
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