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IT was twenty-five years ago that I lay in my mother's lap / New born to life, nor knowing one whit of all that should hap: / That day was I won from nothing to the world of struggle and pain, / Twenty-five years ago-and to-night am I born again.
I look and behold the days of the years that are passed away, / And my soul is full of their wealth, for oft were they blithe and gay / As the hours of bird and of beast: they have made me calm and strong / To wade the stream of confusion, the river of grief and wrong.