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قراءة كتاب Through the Malay Archipelago
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Through the
Malay Archipelago.
BY
EMILY RICHINGS.
Author of
"Sir Walter's Wife," "In Chaucer's Maytime," &c.
LONDON:
HENRY J. DRANE, LIMITED,
Danegeld House, 82a, Farringdon Street, E.C.
| O hundred shores of happy climes! How swiftly streamed ye by the bark! At times the whole sea burned—at times With wakes of fire we tore the dark. |
| New stars all night above the brim Of waters lightened into view; They climbed as quickly, for the rim Changed every moment as we flew. |
| We came to warmer waves, and deep Across the boundless East we drove, Where those long swells of breaker sweep The nutmeg rocks, and isles of clove. |
| For one fair Vision ever fled Down the waste waters day and night, And still we followed where she led, In hope to gain upon her flight. |
CONTENTS.
JAVA.
Batavia and Weltevreden—Buitenzorg—Soekaboemi and Sindanglaya—Garoet and her Volcano—Djokjacarta—Boro-Boedoer—Brambanam—Sourakarta—Sourabaya and the Tengger.
Makassar and Western Celebes—The Minahasa—Gorontalo and the Eastern Coast.
The Western Coast and the Highlands.
PROLOGUE.
The traveller who reaches those enchanted gates of the Far East which swing open at the palm-girt shores of Ceylon, enters upon a new range of thought and feeling. The first sight of tropical scenery generally awakens a passionate desire for further experiences of the vast Archipelago in the Southern Seas which girdles the Equator with an emerald zone. Lured onward by the scented breeze in that eternal search for perfection destined to remain unsatisfied where every step marks a higher ideal than the one already attained, the pilgrim pursues his endless quest, for human aspiration has never yet touched the goal of desires and dreams. The cocoanut woods of Ceylon and her equatorial vegetation lead fancy further afield, for the glassy straits of Malacca beckon the wanderer down their watery highways to mysterious Java, where vast forests of waving palms, blue chains of volcanic mountains, and mighty ruins of a vanished civilisation, loom before the imagination and invest the tropical