Excerpt from Songs of Love In the gray Of a stormy noonday, When fog shut my frail craft in, And the sun from my heaven had vanished As if it never had been; I sat in an idle waiting, Not knowing which way to steer When a voice came over the waters, Ringing sonorous, clear; 'twas a voice I never had heard before And I knew it called from an unknown shore. 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.