A Poet and His Songs

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Excerpt from A Poet and His Songs: Being a Memoir of Russell Powell Jacoby and a Selection of His Best PoemsPulseless the heart that throbbed with joy or woe, When good or ill to others round him came, And never from his brain the thoughts shall ¿ow Which bade so fair to build their owner's fame.Gone is the genial smile which gave delight, The frank expression on that honest face, Silent the pen that urged the cause of right, Voiceless the utterance never out of place.I miss his presence in my daily walk, I miss the kindly pressure of his hand, I miss his pleasant unpresuming talk, The gentle mood that could at need command.And yet I cannot think him dead, it seems As though he travels for surcease of care I see him in the night time in my dreams, A figure that on waking lingers there.He lives, and so we keep his memory green, He will return, or we to him shall go, And thus we wend our way with placid mein, For we shall meet again - that much we know.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.