Look now off upon the Sound, where the golden sunset is flowing over it, gilding the waves, the distant shores, and the sails of passing vessels with beams that in dying are transfused into celestial fires. Idle boats are rocked and caressed on this golden sea. Yonder distant gleam is a light-house, kindled with heavenly flame. The world is transfigured, that we may believe in Paradise. Soon yellow flushes into pale crimson, blending with a sapphire sky. Standing on the strand, we are transformed, and seem to quaff of the elixir of life. Now the violet twilight deepens into sombre shadows. A spark appears in the farther sea. Soon others shine out like glow-worms in your path; while twinkling stars, seen for a moment, disappear, as if they, too, revolved for some more distant shore. The Sound becomes a vague and heaving blackness. And now, with gentle murmurings, the rising tide effaces our wayward foot-prints.
[INDEX.]
A.
Acadia, New England, included in, [18]; means taken to people, [25]; expatriation of the French, [303].
Adams, John, resists the pretensions of the French Directory, [378], [392].
Agamenticus, called Snadoun Hill, [21]; landfall of early navigators, [120]; ascent of, [123]; mountains seen from, [125].
Agassiz, Louis, at Mount Desert, [48]; anecdotes of, and personal appearance, [49].