Потерянный континент: история Атлантиды

           DulythepairofusadoredHim,andgavethanksforHisgreatmercyincomingtolightanotherday,andthenwelaidourselvesdownwhereweweretodoze,andtakethateasyrestwhichwesourgentlyneeded.

           Yet,thoughIwastiredbeyondwords,forlongenoughsleepwouldnotvisitme.WearilyIstaredoutovertheoilysunlitwaters.Nobluroflandmettheeye.Theringofoceanwasunbrokenoneveryside,andoverheadthevaultofheavenremainedunchanged.ThebosomofthedeepwaslitteredwiththepoorwreckageofAtlantis,toremindone,iftherehadbeenaneed,thatwhathadcomeaboutwasfact,andnotsomehorriddream.Trees,squaredtimber,asmashedandupturnedboatofhides,andhereandtheretheroundedcorpseofamanorbeastshoulderedovertheswells,andkeptconvoywithourArkasshedriftedoninchargeoftheGodsandthecurrent.

           Butsleepcametomeatlast,andIdroppedoffintounconsciousness,holdingthehandofNaisinmine,andwhennextIwoke,Ifoundheropen-eyedalsoandwatchingmetenderly.Wewerefinelyrested,bothofus,andrestandstrengthbringonecomplacency.WeweremorereadynowtoacceptthestationwhichtheHighGodshadmadeforuswithoutrepining,andsowewentbelowagainintothebellyoftheArktoeatanddrinkandmaintainstrengthforthenewlifewhichlaybeforeus.

           AwonderfulvesselwasthisArk,nowwewereabletoseeitatleisureandintimately.Althoughforthefirsttimenowinallitscenturiesoflifeitswamuponthewaters,itshowednoleakorsuncrack.Inside,evenitsfloorwasbonedry.