Excerpt from Poems of Sixty-Five Years Dear Reader! if my verse could say How in my blood that Nature runs Which manifesteth no decay - The fire that lights a thousand suns; How thou and I are freely lent A little of that element: If I could say what landscape says, And human pictures say far more - If I could twine the sunny days With the rich colors on the floor Of daily Love - how thou and I Might be refreshed with charity! How grateful is the softened smile Of winter sunset o'er the snow! And blessed is our spheral isle That through the unknown void must go; The current of that stream is sweet Where many waters closely meet. 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.