Excerpt from Trackless Regions PoemsLL that I am I give. And yet the self I was Before you came, is gone. You never knew that self which looked into a grave, How could you know my night who are my dawn?This human light is sweet. Yet my love-dazzled eyes Turn back to grief again.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.