The Oracle 1937 Classic Reprint PDF Download

Excerpt from The Oracle, 1910 But mony months have fled, I ween, And now ye're ganging fram us. We'll miss fu' sair our bonny Dean;. We'll.miss ye gentle laughter; We'll miss the sparkle of ye een; We'll miss ye voice that's safter. We ken some days o'er stony ways Ye tired steps hae wandered; Ye've had your fears, and sometimes tears, And ye've had briefs tae ponder. Sometimes I ween, our frowns ye've seen; Our luve s aft been unspoken; And mony a glance, like pointed lance, Has pierced without luve's token. Tae meet nae mair at even prayer, Nae mair in hall or street. 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.