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Excerpt from Other Lyrics: An Aftermath This gleaning of the waifs and strays Of humble, artless song, Now gathered in the after days Of one who loved it long. Perchance in kindred hearts may bring Fond memories of yore, When his, whose solace 'tis to sing. Responsive throbs no more. For over forty years, the public, more especially the inhabitants of my native county, have not only borne with, but encouraged by their long-continued patronage and support, my humble offerings at Apollo's shrine. Sensible, indeed, am I of man imperfections in my attempts in lyric lore, some of which, no doubt, might have been avoided, and others corrected, had I been one of the favoured few who have wealth and leisure at their command. My life, however, has been one unceasing round of work, excepting only the inestimable boon of the Sabbath, and an occasional holiday for a few days during the summer. Consequently what I have written has not been the elaborate outcome of learned leisure, but has come "straight from the heart, " which, no doubt, is the reason for its producing a responsive throb in the hearts of others who, like myself, are no strangers to the trials and difficulties of this life of ours. 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.