Excerpt from Poetry Thy youthful mother, fair and good, Breathes forth her holy gratitude; And while the thoughtless sons of earth Thy coming greet with festal mirth, She, in low tones of heartfelt prayer, Commends thee to thy Maker's care. Her looks, her words, with gentle power, Shall guide thy steps in Childhood's hour And when a flattering servile train, Extol to thee thy fair domain. 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.