“On the highest steeps of Space he will have his dwelling-place,
In those far, terrific regions where the cold comes down like Death
Gleams the red glint of his pinions, smokes the vapor of his breath. Floating downward, very clear, still the echoes reach the ear
Of a little tune he whistles and a little song he sings,
Mounting, mounting still, triumphant, on his torn and broken wings!”
Young Adventure (1918), Winged Man
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poet, short story writer, novelist 1898–1943Related quotes

“He ceased; but still their trembling ears retained
The deep vibrations of his witching song.”
Canto I, Stanza 20.
The Castle of Indolence (1748)

Source: The Tragical History of Dr. Faustus

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About James W. Marshall discovering gold in 1848
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