Excerpt from Poems, Now First Collected Thou, - whose endearing hand once laid in soothUpon thy follower, want thenceforth, Nor toil, r joy and pain, r waste of yearsFilled with all cares that deaden and subdue, Can make thee less to him - can make thee lessThan sovereign queen, his first liege, and his lastRemembered to the unconscious dying hour, -Return and be thou kind, bright Spirit of song, Thou whom I yet loved most, loved most of allEven when I left thee - I, w so long strayedFrom thy beholding! And renew, renewThy gift to me fain clinging to thy robe!Still be thou kind, for still thou wast most dear. 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 techlogy 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.