Excerpt from Innocencies: A Book of VerseWithout you, dear, I am not comfortable, I am alone, whether I wake or sleep, The soul in me chilly, afraid, unstable, Without your comfortable companionship. Heart cries to heart, beloved, deep calls to deep, To say these things aright I am not able. I wake afar from you and wake to weep, Being without you lost, uncomfortable.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.