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My Books Sadly as some old mediæval knight Gazed at the arms he could no longer wield, The sword two-handed and the shining shield Suspended in the hall, and full in sight, While secret longings for the lost delight Of tourney or adventure in the field Came... Poet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	The Land of Story-books At evening when the lamp is lit, Around the fire my parents sit; They sit at home and talk and sing, And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl All in the dark along the wall, And follow round the forest track Away... Poet: Robert Louis Stevenson	Books From “The Kaléder of Sheperdes,” 1528 HE that many bokes redys, Cunnyinge shall he be. Wysedome is soone caught; In many leues it is sought: But slouth, that no boke bought, For reason taketh no thought; His thryfte cometh behynde. Poet: Anonymous	Books For why, who writes such histories as these Doth often bring the reader’s heart such ease, As when they sit and see what he doth note, Well fare his heart, say they, this book that wrote! Poet: John Higgins
Books for the people "Let there be light." Light to the darkened mind Bear, like the sun, the world's wide circle round, Bright messengers that speak without a sound! ... Poet: