Day 187 Day 189 Lewis, August 8, 1804 August 8th 1804 we had seen but a few aquatic fouls of any kind on the river since we commenced our journey up the Missouri, a few geese accompanied…
by John Keats Ode to PsycheBards of passion and of mirthFancy Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home:
At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth,
Like to bubbles when rain…
Zechariah Chapter 6 1 And I turned, and lifted up mine eyes, and looked, and, behold, there came four chariots out from between two mountains; and the mountains were mountains of…
