Excerpt from The House of Morville: A Historical Drama, in Five Acts Our: bard to-night aspires, with wild design, One ivy sprig around that crown to twine One wreath, which late, with trembling hope, he From feudal walls, and fallen towers, of yore. Oh may its leaves escape your colder frown, And bloom their hour on winter's icy crown And should their spell one tear from beauty gain, Or smooth one wrinkle from the cheeks of pain 5 Should pity dwell on one congenial scene, Not idly spent his studious hours have been 5 For we in vain our duteous task pursue. 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.