Excerpt from Ad MiriamHere the river winds among the meadows, And the wooded hilltops rise on high, Where the snow is pure and deep all winter Underneath a calm, protecting sky, Where in summer one must walk and wander Over nodding pastures sweet and white: Yea - must climb to where the lofty woodland Holds its glades of dim and prayerful light, There she sleeps in peace, with nature's music Breathing o'er the hilltop where she lies, Sleeps, and sleeps in peace, in sun or shadow, While to her my longing Spirit ¿ies.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis 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.