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What
a
light
shot
through
my
mind
!
Atlantis
!
the
Atlantis
of
Plato
,
that
continent
denied
by
Origen
and
Humbolt
,
who
placed
its
disappearance
amongst
the
legendary
tales
.
I
had
it
there
now
before
my
eyes
,
bearing
upon
it
the
unexceptionable
testimony
of
its
catastrophe
.
The
region
thus
engulfed
was
beyond
Europe
,
Asia
,
and
Lybia
,
beyond
the
columns
of
Hercules
,
where
those
powerful
people
,
the
Atlantides
,
lived
,
against
whom
the
first
wars
of
ancient
Greeks
were
waged
.
Thus
,
led
by
the
strangest
destiny
,
I
was
treading
under
foot
the
mountains
of
this
continent
,
touching
with
my
hand
those
ruins
a
thousand
generations
old
and
contemporary
with
the
geological
epochs
.
I
was
walking
on
the
very
spot
where
the
contemporaries
of
the
first
man
had
walked
.
Whilst
I
was
trying
to
fix
in
my
mind
every
detail
of
this
grand
landscape
,
Captain
Nemo
remained
motionless
,
as
if
petrified
in
mute
ecstasy
,
leaning
on
a
mossy
stone
.
Was
he
dreaming
of
those
generations
long
since
disappeared
?
Was
he
asking
them
the
secret
of
human
destiny
?
Was
it
here
this
strange
man
came
to
steep
himself
in
historical
recollections
,
and
live
again
this
ancient
life
--
he
who
wanted
no
modern
one
?
What
would
I
not
have
given
to
know
his
thoughts
,
to
share
them
,
to
understand
them
!
We
remained
for
an
hour
at
this
place
,
contemplating
the
vast
plains
under
the
brightness
of
the
lava
,
which
was
some
times
wonderfully
intense
.
Rapid
tremblings
ran
along
the
mountain
caused
by
internal
bubblings
,
deep
noise
,
distinctly
transmitted
through
the
liquid
medium
were
echoed
with
majestic
grandeur
.
At
this
moment
the
moon
appeared
through
the
mass
of
waters
and
threw
her
pale
rays
on
the
buried
continent
.
It
was
but
a
gleam
,
but
what
an
indescribable
effect
!
The
Captain
rose
,
cast
one
last
look
on
the
immense
plain
,
and
then
bade
me
follow
him
.
We
descended
the
mountain
rapidly
,
and
,
the
mineral
forest
once
passed
,
I
saw
the
lantern
of
the
Nautilus
shining
like
a
star
.
The
Captain
walked
straight
to
it
,
and
we
got
on
board
as
the
first
rays
of
light
whitened
the
surface
of
the
ocean
.
The
next
day
,
the
20th
of
February
,
I
awoke
very
late
:
the
fatigues
of
the
previous
night
had
prolonged
my
sleep
until
eleven
o’clock
.
I
dressed
quickly
,
and
hastened
to
find
the
course
the
Nautilus
was
taking
.
The
instruments
showed
it
to
be
still
toward
the
south
,
with
a
speed
of
twenty
miles
an
hour
and
a
depth
of
fifty
fathoms
.
The
species
of
fishes
here
did
not
differ
much
from
those
already
noticed
.
There
were
rays
of
giant
size
,
five
yards
long
,
and
endowed
with
great
muscular
strength
,
which
enabled
them
to
shoot
above
the
waves
;
sharks
of
many
kinds
;
amongst
others
,
one
fifteen
feet
long
,
with
triangular
sharp
teeth
,
and
whose
transparency
rendered
it
almost
invisible
in
the
water
.
Amongst
bony
fish
Conseil
noticed
some
about
three
yards
long
,
armed
at
the
upper
jaw
with
a
piercing
sword
;
other
bright-coloured
creatures
,
known
in
the
time
of
Aristotle
by
the
name
of
the
sea-dragon
,
which
are
dangerous
to
capture
on
account
of
the
spikes
on
their
back
.
About
four
o’clock
,
the
soil
,
generally
composed
of
a
thick
mud
mixed
with
petrified
wood
,
changed
by
degrees
,
and
it
became
more
stony
,
and
seemed
strewn
with
conglomerate
and
pieces
of
basalt
,
with
a
sprinkling
of
lava
.
I
thought
that
a
mountainous
region
was
succeeding
the
long
plains
;
and
accordingly
,
after
a
few
evolutions
of
the
Nautilus
,
I
saw
the
southerly
horizon
blocked
by
a
high
wall
which
seemed
to
close
all
exit
.
Its
summit
evidently
passed
the
level
of
the
ocean
.
It
must
be
a
continent
,
or
at
least
an
island
--
one
of
the
Canaries
,
or
of
the
Cape
Verde
Islands
.
The
bearings
not
being
yet
taken
,
perhaps
designedly
,
I
was
ignorant
of
our
exact
position
.
In
any
case
,
such
a
wall
seemed
to
me
to
mark
the
limits
of
that
Atlantis
,
of
which
we
had
in
reality
passed
over
only
the
smallest
part
.
Much
longer
should
I
have
remained
at
the
window
admiring
the
beauties
of
sea
and
sky
,
but
the
panels
closed
.
At
this
moment
the
Nautilus
arrived
at
the
side
of
this
high
,
perpendicular
wall
.
What
it
would
do
,
I
could
not
guess
.
I
returned
to
my
room
;
it
no
longer
moved
.
I
laid
myself
down
with
the
full
intention
of
waking
after
a
few
hours
'
sleep
;
but
it
was
eight
o’clock
the
next
day
when
I
entered
the
saloon
.
I
looked
at
the
manometer
.
It
told
me
that
the
Nautilus
was
floating
on
the
surface
of
the
ocean
.
Besides
,
I
heard
steps
on
the
platform
.
I
went
to
the
panel
.
It
was
open
;
but
,
instead
of
broad
daylight
,
as
I
expected
,
I
was
surrounded
by
profound
darkness
.
Where
were
we
?
Was
I
mistaken
?
Was
it
still
night
?
No
;
not
a
star
was
shining
and
night
has
not
that
utter
darkness
.
I
knew
not
what
to
think
,
when
a
voice
near
me
said
:
