IV. THE CHILD-LIFE OF THE STREETS.

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When I was a beggarly boy,
And lived in a cellar damp,
I had not a friend nor a toy,
But I had Aladdin’s lamp;
When I could not sleep for cold,
I had fire enough in my brain,
And builded, with roofs of gold,
My beautiful castles in Spain!
Lowell.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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