Excerpt from A Mother's Song I am sitting at my window oh, the world is passing fair As I look at it this morning In its new, spring-tide adorning, And watch a sun-framed picture as I breathe the scented air Which from daisied fields is drifting Under smiling skies above, Now and then the soft curls lifting. 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.