* * * I came to live in Sophia Street, In a little house in Sophia Street With an inch of floor Between door and door And a yard you'd measure in children's feet. When I'd been ten days in Sophia Street I remembered its name was Wisdom Street; For I'd learned much more Than in all the score Of years I clamoured for books to eat. |
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