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Excerpt from Spun-Yarn and Spindrift High up in the courts of Heaven to - day A little dog-angel waits, With the other angels he will not play, But he sits alone at the gates; For I know that my master will come, says he: And when he comes, he will call for me. He sees the Spirits that pass him by As they hasten towards the throne, And he watches them with a wistful eye As he sits at the gates alone; But I know if I just wait patiently That some day my master will come, says he. And his master, far on the earth below, As he sits in his easy chair, Forgets sometimes, and he whistles low For the dog that is not there; And the little dog-angel cocks his ears, And dreams that his master's call be hears. 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.