Excerpt from The Spirit of Woman in Bohemia Forest voice. The spires in moonlit glory upwards point, Eternal Vigilants thro' centuries past; Each day they wait the coming of their queen, Then yield her sadly at King Phoebus' blast. Oft a sweet vision, reared among the gods Comes woman-like, in spite of warnings given, Longing to know the mysteries of earth, Material things that had no source in Heaven. Enter spirit OF woman. Singing in com manding, masterful style. 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.