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William Wilfred Campbell, comp.  The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse.  1913.
It Seems but Yesterday
By William Edward Marshall (1859–1923)
        O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live,
That nature yet remembers
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed
Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest.
Wordsworth, Ode. Intimations of Immortality.    

IT seems but yesterday, that I, a boy,
  Made life a play;
But yesterday, my little cup of joy
  Was full alway.
But ah, ’twas long ago!        5
—That yesterday of joy and play—
And yet, it may be so,
That part of my eternity
Is playtime’s yesterday in me.
And yesterday it seems, I, ere I laid        10
  Me down to sleep,
In simple faith clasped childish hands, and prayed
  The Lord to keep
My soul. But ’tis not so!
—The grave of yesterday is deep—        15
And yet I feel and know,
That part of my eternity
Is that same faith and prayer in me.

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