Excerpt from Lost Masterpieces: And Other Verses
Observe the linnet on the bough, His note how clear and ringing! His voice was mute at dawn, but now, I notice, he is singing. See how my dog comes running up In answer to my whistle; This flower is called a buttercup, And that, I think, a thistle.
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.