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Excerpt from Poetic Buds Pursue thy flight on fancy's wing! In sympathetic numbers tell The woes a guileless maid befell! Down in a vale, beside a wood, A lowly white-thatched cottage stood 'tis years ago, and matters not The name, but 'twas a lovely spot Soft verdure clothed the sloping hills, Profusely veined with purling rills; Bright-foliaged trees waved high around The craggy steeps with pines were crowned. Here flowers in wild luxuriance grew; And birds to its safe coverts flew. Sweet Philomel her dreamy song Would often through the night prolong. 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.

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Excerpt from Buds An old man sat in his easy chair By the side of a. Blazing grate, Twas cold, for the night was stormy But the hour was far from late. He leaned his head on the head-rest soft And gazed at the embers red, Feelings of sadness and joy coming o'er him As he thought of the years that had fled. Silently watching the bright coals glow He seemed to see once more, With almost life - like Vividness, The scenes and friends of yore. Grand were the pictures those embers made Incased in their frames of sorrow and pleasure Now growing clear, now fading away Like mus1c of soft and sweet measure. Once again the flowers bloomed and blossomed Once again he was care free and young, Once again he listened with boyish delight To the songs the dear home folks sung. At the door of a cottage thatched and old Stood his mother with mournful eyes, As she gave him advice for his coming years, And bade him that last good-bye. In a room that is dim in the twilight He sees with her sweet, happy smile His sister, so fragile yet loving, Who had brightened their home but a while. 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.

Excerpt from Buds and Flowers: Poems N studying this busy world of ours, I find it full of buds and flowers Enabling me to Spend my idle hours, In collecting together my buds and flowers. When this pleasant task I undertook, I had little thought of publishing a book. 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.

Excerpt from Early Buds Slumber on, Come to the Forest, To Mrs. Lydia I. Pierson, Father, forgive, Dreams. 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.

Excerpt from Poetical Buds: Songs and Other Poems IT is necessary that a preface should be prefixed to this work, and such will be expected by a great many of my readers, from which, with other particular reasons, I will write; and, at the same time, endeavour to avoid the dull introductory remarks, which very frequently are only an incumbr'ance to a book. First of all, I would humbly solicit the charity of the critic, and I hope the imperfections with which my Poems mav abound will be forgiven as soon as they shall have been discovered, for this reason - I am a self-taught author (if I may assume the title}, nor was it till since the year 18243 that an idea of learning dawned upon my mind. 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.

Excerpt from Opening Buds IN presenting this little volume to the pub lic, it may not be amiss to state that many of the pieces of which it is composed, were written amid the pressure of business, as a relaxation to the author's mind - some of which have found their way into the pages of the magazines and newspapers of the day. If, therefore, this vol ume may in the smallest degree prove useful to any who shall give it a reading, he Will think himself amply compensated for his labor, and will not be moved by the censure of the critic. - There may be faults in these compositions; which a little more care and attention would have tended to obviate. But with all their im perfections, they are presented to a candid pub lic, who will, it is presumed, treat them as their merits may deserve. 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.

Excerpt from Opening Buds: A Collection of Poems Kind reader: I come before you, not as a poetess, but as an humble rhymer, and trust you will find something to commend in my little book and, also, that you will say noth ing of its errors. These Poems - at least the greater part of them - Twere written while attending school, under the age of fifteen, and were the fruits Of a few idle moments gleaned here and there. They were written chiefly for my own amusement, and not with a view of placing them where they now stand, before a criticising public. 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.

Excerpt from Buds, Blossoms, and Leaves: Poems IN the long, still hours of solitude and loneliness, my untaught lyre has breathed the strains I 've gath-i ered here. Hastily, and Without arrangement, they were written, and thus are they bound together in this little volume; and like a tiny bark, freighted With human hopes and human fears, it is cast upon the uncertain tide of literature, to sink or or perish, as friends do most applaud, or critics most. 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.

Excerpt from Only Buds The song. I. Love strayed with the sunlight, It roamed in the garden, It kissed the sweet flowers All dripping with dew. 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.