Excerpt from The Hidden Servants and Other Very Old Stories Told Over Again Of a morning, always near, Though long vanished, and so fair I Dewy flowers and April air Thankful that the storms of noon Spent their force and died so soon Thankful, as their echoes cease, For this twilight hour of peace. But my life, to evening grown, Still has pleasures of its own. 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.