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Crank, Rilla Carson

 
9781331797913: Fireside Reflections (Classic Reprint)

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The lark, the lark! I love the lark The herald of the morn; He seems to say In his sweet way Another day is born.

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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.

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The lark, the lark! I love the lark The herald of the morn; He seems to say In his sweet way Another day is born.

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.

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The Lark.

The lark, the lark! I love the lark -
The herald of the morn;
He seems to say
In his sweet way:
"Another day is born."

He sings to me from yonder tree,
As o'er the fields I go;
His sweetest strain
From hill and plain
Makes earth with beauty glow.

At twilight when my steps I wend
Toward home and loved ones dear,
The lark's sweet song
Cheers me along
When e'er his voice I hear.

Oh, let me fly to yonder sky
And soar with the above!
For there I'd be
From sorrow free,
And dwell in peace and love.

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.

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