Cobwebs (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Cobwebs Cobwebs. My Poem. A moonless night, when the old forests shivered, - By gales from seaward torn, A pang, a passion, and a joy all crowning, And thou, beloved, wert born. Thou liest beside me, tender, voiceless, pleading, All worn and weary I, And yet to call thee mine, a half smile lightly Beats back the started sigh. Though grewest shaped in sadness and in longing, How else should child of mine, When the great world its cruel wrongs went crying, and my life nourished thine. I smile and weep by turns, and would caress thee, And yet between us stands The scoffer Doubt, with menacing and mocking, And I withdraw my hands. 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.