Excerpt from 'Twixt Kiss and Lip, or Under the Sword The poet, who does not reflect or breathe the spirit of his age, without being bound by it, can never hope to be popular. He must take the colour of his time, though his life is eternity, and laugh and weep with his fellows, reading the riddle of their hopes and fears and joys and sorrows, robing these in his immortal verse. His text is that of Jeremiah, xxix., ll, Ihnow the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace (the summum bonum in a world at war) and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. He pours a celestial splendour on the little and the lowly. Finds everywhere a Burning Bush, and grace and glory and unmensity in all. He hath made everything beautiful in his time also He hath set Eternity in their heart. 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.