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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Boys</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where are they?--the friends of my childhood enchanted--<br>The clear, laughing eyes looking back in my own,<br>And the warm, chubby fingers my palms have so wanted,<br>As when we raced over<br>Pink pastures of clover,<br>And mocked the quail's whir and the bumblebee's drone?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Have the breezes of time blown their blossomy faces<br>Forever adrift down the years that are flown?<br>Am I never to see them romp back to their places,<br>Where over the meadow,<br>In sunshine and shadow,<br>The meadow-larks trill, and the bumblebees drone?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where are they? Ah! dim in the dust lies the clover;<br>The whippoorwill's call has a sorrowful tone,<br>And the dove's--I have wept at it over and over;--<br>I want the glad luster<br>Of youth, and the cluster<br>Of faces asleep where the bumblebees drone!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a></strong></div>

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