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My Father was a good and pious man, / An honest man by honest parents bred; / And I believe, that, soon as I began / To lisp, he made me kneel beside my bed, / And in his hearing there my prayers I said: / And afterwards, by my good Father taught, / I read, and loved the books in which I read; / For books in every neighbouring house I sought, / And nothing to my mind a sweeter pleasure brought.
The suns of twenty summers danced along --