Runaway Rhymes

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Excerpt from Runaway Rhymes: LimitedThe lilt of a rhyme must pass away, As the scrolls of time unroll, And the breathing canvas must decay Though it echoes a human soul, The carven stone, as the hours ¿y past, Will crumble in time to dust, But the molded bronze is made to last 'neath its countless years of rust.But what has been given the sons of earth That is worthy to so endure?Is aught that we know such homage worth, From the taint of earth so pure?The beauty of youth is a thing of to-day, A king on a trembling throne, We sigh with regret when old and gray For the treasure so swiftly ¿own.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.