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The gray, bare rocks sit lone; The shifting sand lies so smooth and dry That not a wave might ever have swept by To vex it with loud moan. Only some weedy fragments blackening grown To dry beneath the sky, tells what has been; But desolation's self has grown serene. Anon. We must now relate what happened to Ishmael and his companions after they were deserted by the lifeboats.
Go thou to Rome, at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds and fragrant corpses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness, Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access, Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread;
This earthly palace then at last, Unroofed, dismantled and decayed, A hideous, barren waste is laid By desolation's blast. Behold oh, man! this glorious place In the empyrean hovering While all is but a treach'rous face Foul swamps and quagmires covering.
Where did Honorius fix the seat of his government? What new hordes invaded Italy? Why were the northern barbarians more formidable than the Goths? How was Florence saved? On what occasion was a subsidy voted to Alaric? Who conspired against Stilicho? In what manner was Stilicho slain? Time's immortal garlands twine O'er desolation's mournful shrine. Like youth's embrace around decline. Malcolm.
More faintly, o'er the distant waves, the sun Gleams with expiring ray; a deathlike shudder Creeps to my heart, and sadder, drearier grows E'en desolation's self. Yes! from the thicket shade A voice resounds! 'tis he! the loved one! No fond illusion mocks my listening ear. 'Tis louder nearer: to his arms I fly To his breast! DON CAESAR meets her. He approaches and takes her hand.
Here the unfortunate Captain Gunnison, in 1853, passed over on his way to his doom, and here, too, the Old Spanish Trail led the traveller in former days toward Los Angeles. The Denver and Rio Grande Western Railway has taken advantage of the same place to cross. The 36 miles of Gray are hardly more than a continuation of the Canyon of Desolation's 97 miles.
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