The book and the land . DEDICATION I dedicate The Book and the Land to thatbravest of all Crusaders and Discoverers, Chris-topher Columbus, of whom Joaquin Miller wrotethis immortal verse: Behind him lay the gray Azores; Behind, the gates of Hercules:Before him not a ghost of shores: Before him only shoreless good mate said: Now must we pray, For, lo, the very stars are Admiral, speak; what shall I say? Why yes: Sail on! sail on! and on! My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan, and weak—The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt-wave washed his swarthy
The book and the land . DEDICATION I dedicate The Book and the Land to thatbravest of all Crusaders and Discoverers, Chris-topher Columbus, of whom Joaquin Miller wrotethis immortal verse: Behind him lay the gray Azores; Behind, the gates of Hercules:Before him not a ghost of shores: Before him only shoreless good mate said: Now must we pray, For, lo, the very stars are Admiral, speak; what shall I say? Why yes: Sail on! sail on! and on! My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan, and weak—The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt-wave washed his swarthy cheek. What shall I say, brave Admiral, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn? Why, you shall say at break of day, Sail on! sail on! and on! 8 DEDICATION They sailed and sailed as winds might blow Until at last the blanched mate said: Why, now not even God would know Should I and all my men fall very winds forget their way, For God from these dread seas is gone;Now speak, brave Admiral; speak and say. H
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