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But I lost my happy childhood. / It slipped from me you shall know, / It was in the dewy alleys / Of the land of long ago. / Not in sadness, / Nor reproach, these words I say, / God is good, and gives new gladness, / When the old He takes away.
"You never did? oh what a pity! " exclaimed Sybil. "You really never, never did, mother?"