Excerpt from Littell's Living Age, Vol. 195: October, November, December, 1892<br><br>The streets of beryl topple stone by stone The throngs of souls in white and gold are gone, The jasper pillars lie where they were cast, The roofless halls Of gold are dumb and vast; The courts of jacinth are forever lone Through shattered chrysolite the blind winds moan; And topaz moulders into earth at last.<br><br>And earth is the reality: its hue Is brown and sad; its face is hard to till; Upon man's brow the sweat must hang like dew. But grain takes root in valley, plain, and hill, Tho' never here the amaranth yet grew; And grain breeds grain, and more and more grain still. Academy. Eugene lee-hamilton.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.