[The Coming Race by Edward Bulwer Lytton]@TWC D-Link bookThe Coming Race CHAPTER XXIX 8/10
When I reach the life that lies beyond this speck in time, I shall look round for thee.
Even there, the world consigned to thyself and thy people may have rocks and gulfs which divide it from that in which I rejoin those of my race that have gone before, and I may be powerless to cleave way to regain thee as I have cloven way to lose." Her voice ceased.
I heard the swan-like sough of her wings, and saw the rays of her starry diadem receding far and farther through the gloom. I sate myself down for some time, musing sorrowfully; then I rose and took my way with slow footsteps towards the place in which I heard the sounds of men.
The miners I encountered were strange to me, of another nation than my own.
They turned to look at me with some surprise, but finding that I could not answer their brief questions in their own language, they returned to their work and suffered me to pass on unmolested.
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