Excerpt from The Quest of the Golden Fleece: Being a Tale of the Expedition of the Class of 1917, Wellesley
Hen came a day when the quest, not half begun, Must be resumed, for tasks awaited yet Ere the Golden Fleece they reached. White sails they To the fresh breeze, the anchor raised from the sand, And loath, with sighs-they left the summer strand For a [and of bitter blasts, and misery, And many a snare which they could not foresee.
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- PublisherForgotten Books
- Publication date2020
- ISBN 10 0656360623
- ISBN 13 9780656360628
- BindingHardcover
- Number of pages294