Through the
Malay Archipelago.
BY
EMILY RICHINGS.
Author of
"Sir Walter's Wife," "In Chaucer's Maytime," &c.
LONDON:
HENRY J. DRANE, LIMITED,
Danegeld House, 82a, Farringdon Street, E.C.
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O hundred shores of happy climes! How swiftly streamed ye by the bark! At times the whole sea burned—at times With wakes of fire we tore the dark. |
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New stars all night above the brim Of waters lightened into view; They climbed as quickly, for the rim Changed every moment as we flew. |
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We came to warmer waves, and deep Across the boundless East we drove, Where those long swells of breaker sweep The nutmeg rocks, and isles of clove. |
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For one fair Vision ever fled Down the waste waters day and night, And still we followed where she led, In hope to gain upon her flight. |