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Let me go back again. There is the road,

O memory! The humble garden lane

So young with me. Let me rebuild again

The start of faith and hope by that abode;

Amend with morning freshness all the code

Of youth's desire; remap my chart's demesne

With tuneful joy, and plan a far campaign

For better marches in ambition's mode.

Ah, no, my heart! More certain now the skies

For joy abide: the cage of tree and sod,

Horizons firm that faith and hope attain,

Far realms of innocence in children's eyes,

And hearts harmonious with the will of God:—

These might I miss if I were back again.