Excerpt from Oration: Delivered on the Fifth Anniversary of the South Carolina Historical Society; At Hibernian Hall, in Charleston, on Wednesday Evening, May 23, 1860 But the tender grace of a day that is dead Can never come back to me. Yet who would forget his sorrows? For our sorrows flow from our affections; and our affections are our noblest and most precious life, and as dear as life itself. And we would as soon destroy our bodies, because they are the sources of pain as well as of pleasure, as commit the spiritual suicide of forgetfulness. W110 does not feel that his griefs have linked him with the ideal and the immortal? Who will not say with the poet, Ah sweeter to be drunk with loss, To dance with death, to beat the ground, Than that the victor Hours should scorn The long result of love, and boast, Behold the man who loved and lost, But all he was is overworn.' 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.