Sea Spray (Classic Reprint) - Tapa blanda

Excerpt from Sea Spray

Above me the blue infinity, adorned with countless globules of crystal light, spreads its limitless dome, in contemplation Of which the soul realizes its true region, and, unshackled by bodily hamperings, soars beyond the shining stars in eager quest Of the unknowable. Sea and sky blend so perfectly that the illusion Of being sus pended in space becomes impossible to avoid; but gradually it combines with another and more subtle idea. That wide glade Of molten silver laid from the horizon to me by the glorious moon must be traversable, leading by a definite and unmistakable road to the real place Of my desire. SO strongly does this mystical sense of tangibility become impressed upon my mind, that the inde finable verge Of the bright way appears full of palaces and spires and domes, compacted Of light and the shadow Of light. For the eyes have lost power, temporarily, to see what is there before them, and only behold what is not.

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Excerpt from Sea Spray

Perfect peace. Over all the wide circle of the sea spread around me there lies a hush of infinite solace, a sense of eternal truce between warring creatures and battling elements; the very zephyr, scarcely rippling the plane of the ocean, is like the wafting of a kiss of tenderest maternal love.

I sit upon the forecastle-head with a strange consciousness of aloofness from my kind, of being poised in space far removed from the possibility of a disturbing word or even thought. I do not look behind me, where the splendid panoply of sails rises tier upon tier into the ether, every piece of canvas gently held in perfect shape, a series of most beautiful curves, by the steady suasion of the delicate breeze, for I am keenly conscious of its presence.

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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.