"When I shall con Those many records of my childish years, remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down" "when into the Vale I came, no fears Distressed me; from mine eyes escaped no tears" "by doubts and thousand petty fancies crost I stood, of simple shame the blushing Thrall"
"When I shall con Those many records of my childish years, remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down" "when into the Vale I came, no fears Distressed me; from mine eyes escaped no tears" "by doubts and thousand petty fancies crost I stood, of simple shame the blushing Thrall"
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"When I shall con Those many records of my childish years, remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down" "when into the Vale I came, no fears Distressed me; from mine eyes escaped no tears" "by doubts and thousand petty fancies crost I stood, of simple shame the blushing Thrall"
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Those many records of my childish years, Remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down: to think of what is gone Will be an awful thought, if life have one." But, when into the Vale I came, no fears Distressed me; from mine eyes escaped no tears; Deep thought, or dread remembrance, had I none. By doubts and thousand petty fancies crost I stood, of simple shame the blushing Thrall; 10 So narrow seemed the brooks, the fields so small! A Juggler's balls old Time about him tossed; I looked, I stared, I smiled, I laughed; and all The weight of sadness was in wonder lost. 1806.