Excerpt from The Fredoniad, or Independence Preserved, Vol. 4 of 4: An Epick Poem on the Late War of 1812A tapestry of mist the Queen of Night Drew round her form, and sadden'd at the sight But now, not hearing of the battle loud, Slow she disrobes her bosom from the cloud.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.