Sarah M. B. Piatt
Published: 2015-08-04
Total Pages: 44
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Excerpt from An Irish Wild-Flower Etc An Irish Wild-Flower. (A Barefoot child by - Castle.) She felt, I think, but as a wild-flower can, Through her bright fluttering rags, the dark, the cold. Some farthest star, remembering what man Forgets, had warmed her little head with gold. Above her, hollow-eyed, long blind to tears, Leaf-cloaked, a skeleton of stone arose... Oh, castle-shadow of a thousand years, Where you have fallen - is this the thing that grows? 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.