Cape Cod Ballads and Other Verse

I Remember, When A Youngster, All The Happy Hours I Spent When To Visit Uncle Hiram In The Country Oft I Went; And The Pleasant Recollection Still In Memory Has A Charm Of My Boyish Romps And Rambles Round The Dear Old-fashioned Farm. But At Night All Joyous Fancies From My Youthful Bosom Crept.