
by Bliss Carman
Excerpt from Last Songs From Vagabondia Not with the sick-room fever and we heart And Slow subsidence Of diminished breat But strong and free With the great tumult Of the living sea. Behold, I have loved. And though I wept for the long sundering, I did not fear thee, Death, nor then nor now. I girded up my bins and sought my kind, And did a man's work in a world Of men. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This 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.
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