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LOVE-SONGS OF CHILDHOOD

Eugene Field

By Eugene Field

 

 

 

To Mrs. Belle Angler

 

Dearest Aunt:

 

Many years ago you used to rock me to sleep, cradling me in your

arms and singing me petty songs. Surely you have not forgotten

that time, and I recall it with tenderness. You were very

beautiful then. But you are more beautiful now; for, in the years

that have come and gone since then, the joys and the sorrows of

maternity have impressed their saintly grace upon the dear face I

used to kiss, and have made your gentle heart gentler still.

 

Beloved lady, in memory of years to be recalled only in thought,

and in token of my gratitude and affection, I bring you these

little love-songs, and reverently I lay them at your feet.

 

Eugene Field

Chicago, November 1, 1894

 

 

 

 

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