Excerpt from Hawthorn and Lavender: With Other Verses These to the glory and praise of the green land That bred my women, and that holds my dead, england, and with her the strong broods that stand Wherever her fighting lines are thrust or spread They call us proud - Look at our English Rose Shedders Of blood P - Where hath our own been spared P Shopkeepers -our accompt the high god knows. Close - In our bounty half the world hath shared. They hate us, and they envy Envy and hate Should drive them to the pit's edge - Be it so I That race is damned which misesteems its fate And this, in god's good time, they all shall know, And know you too, you good green england, then Mother Of mothering girls and governing men I. 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.