Excerpt from The Wind on the Heath: Ballads and Lyrics From the Cotswolds, from the Chilterns, from your fountains and your springs, Flow down, 0 London River, to the sea gull's silver wings: Isis or Ock or Thame, Forget your olden name, And the lilies and the willows and the weirs from which you came. Forgo your crystal shallows and your limpid, lucid wave, When the swallows dart and glisten, Where the purple blooms are brave, For the city's dust and din, For the city's slime and sin, For the toil and sweat of Englishmen with all the world to win. 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.