On the snow-line of the summit stood the Spaniard's English slave; And the frighted condor westward flew afar, Where the torch of Cotopaxi2 lit the wide Pacific wave,...
The sunlight from the sky is swept, But, over Snowdon's summit kept, One brand of cloud yet burns, By ghostly hands far out of sight, Held, glowing, in the even-light,...
The unexplored parts of Australia are sometimes spoken of by the bushmen of Western Queensland as the home of the pelican, a bird whose resting place, so far as the writer knows, is seldom, if ever, found. ...