Excerpt from Neptune's Isle and Other Plays for Children King. (To Leon.) Deliver all these letters to my friends, Thy hosts in the Ionian lands of Greece. That you will thrive I know: there is some gift That makes men love thee, in thy countenance, And they receive thee as a deity. Leon Perhaps because they know I am a prince. King Enough of that, - a bookish contemplation. Youth feeds upon imaginary facts. You'd be a closet Plato: you in ink Would drown the hope of a just-peeping mind. Leon I thought myself contented with Troezene, And with the daily brightness of the fields, - My books to sweeten statecraft, and my heart Bent on the bettering of all my folk. So thought I to live out a useful day Sunny and unambitious. But I know My thoughts are immature. 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.