Alba And Philip, Cortez And Pizarro:
Stern Colossal Spectres Looming Through The Gloom Of Bygone Years,
Like Yonder Granite Mountains Through The Haze, Upon The Eye Of The
Mariner.
Yes, yonder is indeed Spain; flinty, indomitable Spain;
land emblematic of its sons!"
As for myself, when I viewed that wide ocean and its savage shore,
I cried, "Such is the grave, and such are its terrific sides; those
moors and wilds, over which I have passed, are the rough and dreary
journey of life. Cheered with hope, we struggle along through all
the difficulties of moor, bog, and mountain, to arrive at - what?
The grave and its dreary sides. Oh, may hope not desert us in the
last hour: hope in the Redeemer and in God!"
We descended from the eminence, and again lost sight of the sea
amidst ravines and dingles, amongst which patches of pine were
occasionally seen. Continuing to descend, we at last came, not to
the sea, but to the extremity of a long narrow firth, where stood a
village or hamlet; whilst at a small distance, on the Western side
of the firth, appeared one considerably larger, which was indeed
almost entitled to the appellation of town. This last was
Corcuvion; the first, if I forget not, was called Ria de Silla. We
hastened on to Corcuvion, where I bade my guide make inquiries
respecting Finisterra. He entered the door of a wine-house, from
which proceeded much noise and vociferation, and presently
returned, informing me that the village of Finisterra was distant
about a league and a half.
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