Across the Andes (Classic Reprint) - Tapa blanda

Excerpt from Across the Andes

Rubber or gold - the game is old, The lust and lure and venture; And the trails gleam white in the tropic night Where the restless Spirits mould; A vine-tied cross 'neath the festooned moss, Bones in a matting rolled; No wrong or right, the loss is slight, The world-old fooled of gold.

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Excerpt from Across the Andes

HE legion that never was listed, The soft-lilting rhythm and song, The starlight, and shadowy tropics, The palms - and all that belong; The unknown that ever persisted In dreams that were epics of bliss, Of glory and gain without effort And the visions have faded, like this.

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.