Excerpt from Irish EcloguesHeard a lone calf calling Plaintively, drearily, for the mother it had lost. I stood and watched the hungry cows around me Picking the scanty grass of early March. I leant awhile upon the four-pronged fork The day's work chanced to make my too], And as I stood and gave my thoughts their liberty They came upon a way yet unexplored. Ah many a day I'd worked and stood Where I now idled a brief spell, But never seen the beauty of the life I led, Or felt how much the life of every day could show To one who cared to read.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.