Excerpt from A Book of Fugitive Poems Of saying something great or grand, My verses will not rhyme. No wonder then, that men should boast That women are not quite the toast, Nor that so many fail. They would not have the pluck to try, Among the many reasons why Their pens could not prevail. Then if I write a ragged rhyme, Or have my verses out of time, Don't criticise too rough; But say, when all my griefs I tell My song is written very well, My rhyming, good enough, Once in my life I heard it said, If woman had a poet's head. 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.