Excerpt from The Poems and Plays of John Masefield, Vol. 1 I DO not remember writing verses in my childhood; I made many but did not write them down. I remember writing two poems when I was nine years and nine months old, one about a pony called Gypsy, the other about a Red Indian. Two or three years later I wrote a few more poems, a birthday poem to one of my brothers, a poem about a horse, a satire on a clergy man, and some fragments in imitation of Sir Walter Scott. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.