H. Rider Haggard Quote
It is the glow-worm that shines in the night-time and is black in the morning; it is the white breath of the oxen in winter; it is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself at sunset. You are a strange man, said Sir Henry, when he had ceased. Umbopa laughed. It seems to me that we are much alike, Incubu. Perhaps I seek a brother over the mountains.
H. Rider Haggard
It is the glow-worm that shines in the night-time and is black in the morning; it is the white breath of the oxen in winter; it is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself at sunset. You are a strange man, said Sir Henry, when he had ceased. Umbopa laughed. It seems to me that we are much alike, Incubu. Perhaps I seek a brother over the mountains.
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About H. Rider Haggard
Sir Henry Rider Haggard (; 22 June 1856 – 14 May 1925) was an English writer of adventure fiction romances set in exotic locations, predominantly Africa, and a pioneer of the lost world literary genre. He was also involved in land reform throughout the British Empire. His stories, situated at the lighter end of Victorian literature and including the eighteen Allan Quatermain stories, continue to be popular and influential.