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Long before
the shadowed eaves
with crept ivy clung,
And long before the creak
of stairs through
hallowed hallways rung...
Yes, long before I
looked out upon the world
through misted, ancient glass,
And long before I stepped
upon the earth with its
dewy, withered grass..
Long before all the walls
that towered overhead
And long before I first learnt from her
to kneel low
beside my bed..
There was another home, you see,
before all which later came...
'Twas under the very heart of she
who helped give me a name.
+JMJ+
