Excerpt from Lower Merion Lilies: And Other Poems I see you can scarcely believe me But, still, I'm in the right; Nor does my quick fancy deceive me I can convince your sight So come, - we'll explore, like flower-lovers, The region of my birth, The garden of all the flag covers, The Paradise of earth! Her hills rise sublime to the ether, As queen, with star-gems crowned; Her forests unshorn fall beneath her, AS purple veil sweeps ground; The tinsel-thread creeks, fields flower-dotted, Form gay, embroidered vest The Schuylkill his silver has knotted Like girdle round her breast. 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.