The Cotton-Picker: And Other Poems

Excerpt from The Cotton-Picker: And Other Poems For we are as the birds that pass We hover o'er the earth a space; 11 song or two amid the grass And then a flight past time and place. We know not why nor when the hour; We only know that in the race Some pass more quickly to yon bower. But yet, we trust to see each face And know the voices we have heard. To you I dedicate each word. 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.