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Excerpt from Wind-Harp Songs Songs of my winged-thoughts, of life, nature, love, and liberty; composed not for the public, but my own pleasure, - on the plains, in the forest, in the wake of the plow, on horseback, on the crowded street, by the bedside of death, in the storm, the silence of midnight, and when the face of the God of Morning blushed through the golden tresses of Dawn. The fire burned within, the flames sang, and the free winds fanned them to music. From the harp of fire, with the wind's touch, came these, and the writing of them was my joy and easement. I have no apology. Poetry is not to be excused. Like music it is a glory or an offence. 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.