Excerpt from Lyrics Between The Acts We act the part allotted; right or wrong, We robe us, and the prompter's call obey;Between the acts I sit and pipe away -Quite unregarded - at an artless song. At Candle-Lighting I think it better to believe, And be even as the children, theyThe children of the early day, Who let the kindly dream deceive, And joyed in all the mind may weaveOf dear conceit - better, I say, To let wild fancy have her way, To trust her, than to know and grieve.A poet of old ColophonA notion held I think was right, No matter how or whence he gat it: The stars are snuffed out every dawn, And newly lighted every night.I hope to catch the angels at it. 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.