THE BELTED SEAS
By Arthur Colton
Cold are the feet and forehead of the earth,
Temperate his bosom and his knees,
But huge and hot the midriff of his girth,
Where heaves the laughter of the belted seas,
Where rolls the heavy thunder of his mirth
Around the still unstirred Hesperides.
CONTENTS
[ CHAPTER II. — THE “HEBE MAITLAND.” CAPTAIN BUCKINGHAM'S NARRATIVE. ]
[ CHAPTER III. — THE HOTEL HELEN MAR. THE NARRATIVE CONTINUED. ]