Excerpt from Osbulbaha and Other Poems Canto I. To Flowerland's midmost tract and that wide vale, Atchafalaya and the pines between;Let fly your fancy you who list my tale, And go back with me to the pristine scene, When spread the unbroken boundless sea of greenAnd from wide ranging let the wearied sight, Rest on a plateau folded in whose height A lake, eye fashioned, looks from the land's faceWith bay crown shores on one side steeply browed;Beyond a prairie in the forehead's place, With streams for wrinkles, time and weather plow'd.Holds open converse with sunshine and cloud, On the other side the fancy to fulfil, The tears of the eye in a cypress brake distill. 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 techlogy 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.