Excerpt from Improvement Era, Vol. 28: August, 1925 Deep Sleep. - O'er all the earth is spread, A cloak of darkness thick. Our dreams are of the musty past. Our hungering souls are sick. From sea to sea, from north to east We wander hopelessly. We eat, our souls are empty yet. We look but cannot see. Hark! Through this wilderness of night, A voice the silence breaks. Its still and small, yet piercing sound The-sleeping earth awakes. Prepare! Prepare! The Bridegroom comes, The bright and morning star. 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.