THE BELTED SEAS

BY

ARTHUR COLTON




Cold are the feet and forehead of the earth,
Temperate his bosom and his knees,
But huge and hot the midriff of his girth,
Where heaves the laughter of the belted seas,
Where rolls the heavy thunder of his mirth
Around the still unstirred Hesperides.




CONTENTS


CHAPTER

I. PEMBERTON'S.

II. THE "HEBE MAITLAND."

III. THE HOTEL HELEN MAR.