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Title: The Bonadventure
A Random Journal of an Atlantic Holiday

Author: Edmund Blunden

Release Date: May 14, 2010 [EBook #32371]

Language: English

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THE BONADVENTURE

THE WAGGONER
and other poems by
Edmund Blunden

JOHN CLARE
Poems chiefly from MSS.
selected and edited with
a biographical note by
Edmund Blunden
and
Alan Porter

THE SHEPHERD
and other poems of
Peace and War by
Edmund Blunden
awarded the
Hawthornden Prize, 1922
Third Edition

THE BONADVENTURE

A Random Journal of an Atlantic Holiday

By EDMUND BLUNDEN

"There ships divide their wat'ry way,
And flocks of scaly monsters play;
There dwells the huge Leviathan,
And foams and sports in spite of man."

Isaac Watts.

LONDON

RICHARD COBDEN-SANDERSON

17 THAVIES INN

Copyright 1922

Printed in Great Britain by Butler & Tanner, Frome and London

To
H.W.M.
THIS
"ROUND TRIP"

AUTHOR'S NOTE

A few facts are perhaps needed in this place. The autumn of 1921 found me
in bad health, which seemed to me to be gaining ground. The Editors for
whom it is my privilege to work were of that mind too, and suggested a sea
voyage. I am one of that large class who can afford little more than
voyages in ships which are hauled over on chains; but this was allowed
for in every possible way by my Editors, in consequence of whose active
generosity and that of the owners to whom my case was made known, I
suddenly found myself bound for the River Plate. I can but say that when
my friends expressed their envy I was well able to understand their
feelings and my good luck.

For the rest, this little book is not intended for anything beyond
the statement on the title page. I am sorry myself that there are no
adventures of the blood-curdling sort in it; but I could not go out of
my way, nor do tramps find time, i