Excerpt from Little Page Fern: And Other VersesA little lad of nine. The gay talk flew From lip to lip, Of gossip and light chat, Till from his forehead back he gently drew, With roguish glance, a wandering soft curl, And laughing, said, Oh, I remember you! I knew you when you were a little girl!We laughed, but he insisted, long ago, Somewhere, he knew together we had played. He had forgotten what the plays were, though; Whether through some fair garden we had strayed, Or romped at games in a delirious whirl Of frolic; but one memory had staid, He knew me when I was a little girl.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis 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.