Ghost-like I paced round the haunts of my childhood,

Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies;

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had pｈｔｔｐｓ://ｒeａｄ.9９csｗ.ｃoｍlaymates, I have had companions,

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,

Why wert not thou born in my fathers dwelling?

Seeking toread.99csw.com find the old familiar faces.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

And some are taken from me; all are departed;

All, all are gone, the old familiar 九九藏書faces.

So might we talk of the old familiar faces;

How some they have died, and some they have left me,

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

Like an ingrate, Irｅａd.9９ｃsw•coｍ left my friend abruptly;

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother,

I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man:

Left him, to muse on the old familiar faces.

I loved九-九-藏-書 a Love once, fairest among women:

Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her;

In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days;

Earth seemd a desert I was bound to traverse,