Excerpt from Verse-WaifsWhat time the limbs are stricken powerless, Condemned to lie inactive till the frame Recover health, it well beguiles the hours To let the mind disport itself, and take Free range mid ¿owers of verse, collecting sweets Of fancy that refreshment bring, and give Some exercise of brain at least. So I, Of late kept prisoner thus, enlargement sought For spirit bidding it take ¿ight among The buds of Spring, and, like a butter¿y, Find liberty and honey actively, Yet lightly, gathering these dulcet waifs Of poesy that strayed into my thought. A friendly hand hath hived them here in print For friendly eyes that take delight to mark The fantasies of Mary cowden-clarke.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.