Gentlest of critics, does your memory hold (I know it does) a record of the days When I, schoolboy, earned your generous prai8 For halting Terse and stories crudely told? OT cr these childish scrawls the years have rolled. They might not know the worlds unfriendly gaxe; But still your smile ihines down familiar ways, Touches my words and turns their dross to gold. More dear to-day than in that vanished time Comes yonr high praise to make me proud and stroac. In my poor notes yon hear Love ssplendid chlm So unto you does this, my work belong. Take, then, a little gift of fragile rhyme: Youi heart will change it to authentic song.
(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.
Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at www.forgottenbooks.org