Excerpt from The Poems of Bayard Taylor Ah, vain the question! 'tis enough to know My heart in song has blossomed and has bled Has learned with love of living bards to glow, And touched the garments of the laurelled dead. You, also, Friends, that wear the Artist's crown, Or, wearing not, the crown to others bring, You do not ask my measure of renown, But wait, content to hear, as I to sing. Your love upholds me in the silent days, And in the tuneful nights I give to Art; These leaves are yours, to whom their speech betrays The changeful fancy and the changeless heart. 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.