Excerpt from Glenorie, and Other Poems I cannot sing a truth-inspiring song, If none on earth will listen. The angel answered: wherefore dost thou sigh The courser faints not ere his race be run The meanest blossom may not, cannot die Before its work be done. If there be none to listen to thy song, No ears to heed - no loving eyes to glisten God's little wood - birds sing the whole day long And care not who will listen. Then lift thy trusting eyes unto the sky, For heaven, if earth denies, shall give thee hearing, Speak truth undauntedly, and live and die Life loving, death unfearing. 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.