[A Journey to the Interior of the Earth by Jules Verne]@TWC D-Link bookA Journey to the Interior of the Earth CHAPTER XVI 3/12
The eye could hardly tell where the snowy ridges ended and the foaming waves began. I was thus steeped in the marvellous ecstasy which all high summits develop in the mind; and now without giddiness, for I was beginning to be accustomed to these sublime aspects of nature.
My dazzled eyes were bathed in the bright flood of the solar rays.
I was forgetting where and who I was, to live the life of elves and sylphs, the fanciful creation of Scandinavian superstitions.
I felt intoxicated with the sublime pleasure of lofty elevations without thinking of the profound abysses into which I was shortly to be plunged.
But I was brought back to the realities of things by the arrival of Hans and the Professor, who joined me on the summit. My uncle pointed out to me in the far west a light steam or mist, a semblance of land, which bounded the distant horizon of waters. "Greenland!" said he. "Greenland ?" I cried. "Yes; we are only thirty-five leagues from it; and during thaws the white bears, borne by the ice fields from the north, are carried even into Iceland.
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