Excerpt from A Ship of Souls: Being a Group of Poems When I was a youth, Ambition stepped on, And chose himself captain, and stood at the wheel, He blustered and bragged of the deeds he had done And I was atremble from bow to keel. And he ran me aground in the frozen seas, He had dreams of tropics, and steered toward poles, And the others worshipped on bended knees, For I was not one, but a ship of souls. 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.