Excerpt from Prose Fancies Soon they will be brussels-sprouts, and then they will shake Open their fairy umbrellas. SO says a child Of my acquaintance. The water-lilies already poke their green scrolls above the surface of the pond a few butter Cups venture into the meadows, but daisies are still precious as asparagus. The air is warm as your love's Cheek, golden as canary. It is all a-clink and a-glitter, it trills and Chirps on every hand. Some where Close by, but unseen, a young man is whistling at his work and, putting your ear to the ground, you shall hear how the earth beneath is alive with a million little beating hearts. C' est l'heure exquise. 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.