Excerpt from Autumn Dreams Swift driving through the purple Mom, and o'er The verdant valley scattering dew and flowers. No, no flow sail I on the ruffled sea Of Life - my gate of fancy closed! N 0 more To sport with playful Nereids, or think Again upon wild Neptune as I sail; Nor in the stormy blast e'er call upon Old Eolus again - and woman-like I now must turn from worshipp'd idols - leave My choicest pleasures - bow to other shrines. Ah, Mother l pray the shining wreaths around Young Hope's fair head may never fade or die. 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.