 Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted...  Class-book of English Poetry - Page 83by English poetry - 1866Full view - About this book
 | Philip Henry Gosse - Science - 2007 - 417 pages
...heighten the desolation of a solitary island, when he makes Selkirk, on Juan Fernandez, complain,— * The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see ; They are BO unacquainted with man ; Their tamenesa is shocking to me." But these facts are only local and partial... | |
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