PRINT September 1989


There is no roar as mighty, unless it be that of the tempest-tossed sea, when with redoubled blows the north wind comes beating the waters’ foam between Scylla and Charybdis; or that of Stromboli, or Montgibel, when the sulfur flames enclosed within the earth burst forth and rip open the great mountain, blasting rock and earth into the air in a melee of vomited flames; or when the burning grottos of Montgibel give forth that element which in pain they held, and which wildly gives chase to every obstacle that defies its impetuous furor.

Thus is my desire, and drawn by the force of it, eager to comprehend the abundance of forms strange and various shaped by nature’s cunning, I have wandered amongst the shadowy rocks to reach the entrance of a great cavern. And there—dumbfounded by my ignorance before such a thing—I bend forward, settle one weary hand upon my knee, and with the other fashion

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