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Excerpt from Lily White: A Romance
Here, while I roved, a heedless boy,
Here, while through paths of peace I ran,
My feet were vexed with puny snares,
My bosom stung with insect cares;
But ah! what light and little things
Are childhood's woes! - they break no rest:
Like dew-drops on the skylark's wings,
While slumbering in his grassy nest,
Gone in a moment, when he springs
To meet the morn with open breast;
As o'er the eastern hills her banners glow,
And veiled in mist the valley Bleeps below.
Montgomery.
Eugene Saunders was a noble lad. Even at an early age he exhibited a strong desire to mingle in every scene where trial of skill or exhibition of strength was called for; he loved dearly to follow in the chase, and, by the time he reached his fifteenth year, not a youth of his neighborhood could excel him in throwing the stone, in leaping, or in the race. He was an expert and daring swimmer. He would frequently climb to summits whose dizzy heights would cause even a spectator at their base to draw back in fear.
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