Poems (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Poems To-day did Fortune turn 'and smite, And her lash was the lash of man's despite, Yet when she deemed I would wince and cry, I thought of song and knew not why. Why does the bird in the darkening wood Sing of his faith that life is good, His little life of a summer's day, Dreaming that joy will live alway? Why does the sun return again, After the night of wind and rain? Why do I sing? Come, my harp, for my heart is glad. Full too oft have our songs been sad, Full too oft when the good sun shone I swept your strings to a faithless moan. Wake, my harp, to a nobler beat: This man suffered and found life sweet. Poor he was and of small renown Greeted often by F oriane's frown, But he met his Love and she loved him still, Till their brief sun vanished behind the hill. Just one song to the world repeat This man loved and found life sweet. 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.