Excerpt from Needles of Pine: Lines Without Rhyme MY children, when your fathers came, They knew who made the home. My fostering strength they loved: so said Their shilling, flag, and shield. My token ye have cast away: Ye love me now no more? I mourn my valley, plain, and hill. 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.