Excerpt from The Tree of LifeHE night wind stirred uneasily in the black boughs And as I listened to it, I knew all the sorrows of the world Were creeping into my heart. Seven great sorrows: Sorrow of hunger, Sorrow of seeking, Sorrow of parting, Sorrow of remembering, Sorrow of old age, Sorrow of darkness. And as each came I saw the old years grinning at me SO I clenched my fists, And ground my teeth.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.