Excerpt from The Lost Island: AtlantisAnd all the air was filled with tremulous sighs Borne from the waste of waters, musical, Yet dreamy soft, as some old Orphic hymn, That ¿oated up, what time the day grew dim, From Dorian groves, and forest privacies.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. For...
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