Excerpt from Crux Amoris: A Fantasy Cold was the Morning and blown to the arms of the shore from the Ocean, Drearily drifted the sand lately kissed by the lips of the Wave, There in the gloaming of Dawn as I watched the Sea's rhythmical motion, Love all disheveled and wan I saw building a desolate grave. 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.