Excerpt from VersesS ¿ows the river of my life away, The thought comes sadly o'er me, that I may Recover not from the eternal sea Wherein past years are lost, and whither ¿ee These present moments swiftly, what was mine Once of that common heritage divine Time unto man has given - oft valued not, Or esteemed lightly as a boon forgot. Blest Opportunity how swift, alas, Returning not, thy laden moments pass Thy messenger is Wisdom, speaking plain Winnow the chafi, and take the golden grain. But I am conscious of the work undone, The good unrealised of days now gone, The fruit ungathered and the withered ¿ower In the clear retrospect of memory's hour. Such quiet thoughts leave to the humbled mind No pride in its own wisdom, for behind How much of Time's short span no more our own.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.