Excerpt from Love Triumphant: A Series of Sonnets I DO not blame thee, Love, that thou hast set My heart upon a goal I ne'er can reach, Nor would I ask Oblivion to teach The placid peace that comes when we forget Nay, though my cheeks with tearful dew are wet, And broken as a March day is my speech, I will not e'en in dreams thine art impeach, But rather joy that thou and I have met. Leave me not, Love 1 She whom I love is fair 5 And I am but a leaf upon the tree Nigh to her nest and see her mated there; And yet, O Love, it is deep joy to me That thou hast filled her life with thy sweet care, Nor would I cease to love, though hopelessly. 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.