Excerpt from PoemsAnd careless if I lived or died Like one invulnerable fought.But in the moonlight when I stood And gazed upon the ghastly dead, The madness died from out my blood And from the murderous field I ¿ed.Upon the hollow-murmuring seas I sought to drown the battle's din, Hoping to find the wanderer's peace And pardon for my double sin.And the low sobbing of the wave Answered the sobbing of my breast, And oft the soft green ocean grave Cried unto me to be at rest.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.