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Excerpt from The English Review: October, 1916 Though I be but a moth in an abyss of ages, This at least is not yours, it is I! O blessed be the touch of thought That marries moments from afar, That finds the thing it had not sought, 'and smells a spice no treasure bought, And learns what never sages taught, And sees this earth a dazzling star! 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.