Youth and Two Other StoriesDoubleday, Page, 1924 - 339 Seiten |
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... dead these twenty years or more , and his name don't matter . She had been laid up in Shadwell basin for ever so long . You may imagine her state . She was all rust , dust , grime soot aloft , dirt on deck . To me it was like coming out ...
... dead these twenty years or more , and his name don't matter . She had been laid up in Shadwell basin for ever so long . You may imagine her state . She was all rust , dust , grime soot aloft , dirt on deck . To me it was like coming out ...
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... dead and Mrs. Beard is dead , and youth , strength , genius , thoughts , achievements , simple hearts - all die . No matter . · " They loaded us at last . We shipped a crew . Eight able seamen and two boys . We hauled off one evening to ...
... dead and Mrs. Beard is dead , and youth , strength , genius , thoughts , achievements , simple hearts - all die . No matter . · " They loaded us at last . We shipped a crew . Eight able seamen and two boys . We hauled off one evening to ...
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... nothing but angry clouds and an infuriated sea . We pumped watch and watch , for dear life ; and it seemed to last for months , for years , for all eternity , as though we had been dead and gone to a hell for sailors YOUTH 11.
... nothing but angry clouds and an infuriated sea . We pumped watch and watch , for dear life ; and it seemed to last for months , for years , for all eternity , as though we had been dead and gone to a hell for sailors YOUTH 11.
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... dead you have loved . I shall never forget her . Pass the bottle . " One night when tied to the mast , as I explained , we were pumping on , deafened with the wind , and with- out spirit enough in us to wish ourselves dead , a heavy As ...
... dead you have loved . I shall never forget her . Pass the bottle . " One night when tied to the mast , as I explained , we were pumping on , deafened with the wind , and with- out spirit enough in us to wish ourselves dead , a heavy As ...
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... dead - I am falling into the after - hatch - I see fire in it . ' “ The coal - dust suspended in the air of the hold had glowed dull - red at the moment of the explosion . In the twinkling of an eye , in an infinitesimal fraction of a ...
... dead - I am falling into the after - hatch - I see fire in it . ' “ The coal - dust suspended in the air of the hold had glowed dull - red at the moment of the explosion . In the twinkling of an eye , in an infinitesimal fraction of a ...
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asked bank Bankok barque Batu Beru beard began berth binnacle boats bridge cabin Captain Whalley chap cheroot coast course cried dark dead deck devil door earth engine-room engineer eyes face feeling feet fellow fool glance gone hand head heard heart Heart of Darkness ivory Judea keep knew Kurtz lascar leaning light live looked Mahon Malay mangroves Martini-Henry Massy Massy's matter murmured mysterious never nigger night once Pangu patent slip pilgrims port prau remember Ringdove river round sampan seemed Serang shadow ship shore side sight silence skipper smoke Sofala sombre sort soul stared station steamboat steamer Sterne stood straight stream suddenly talk tell thing thought took trees Tuan turned Van Wyk verandah voice wait walked watch Whal Whalley's whisper word
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Seite 37 - I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more — the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort — to death...
Seite 150 - If such is the form of ultimate wisdom, then life is a greater riddle than some of us think it to be.
Seite 41 - ... of an Eastern crowd. And all these beings stared without a murmur, without a sigh, without a movement. They stared down at the boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not a branch stirred along the shore, and the brown roofs of hidden houses peeped through the green foliage, through the big leaves that hung shining and still like leaves forged of heavy metal. This was the East of the ancient navigators,...
Seite 138 - I said with emphasis. He started, dropped on me a cold heavy glance, said very quietly, 'He WAS/ and turned his back on me. My hour of favor was over; I found myself lumped along with Kurtz as a partisan of methods for which the time was not ripe: I was unsound! Ah! but it was something to have at least a choice of nightmares.
Seite 155 - I had a vision of him on the stretcher, opening his mouth voraciously, as if to devour all the earth with all its mankind.
Seite 48 - Marlow was not typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside, enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a haze...
Seite 118 - He began with the argument that we whites, from the point of development we had arrived at, "must necessarily appear to them [savages] in the nature of supernatural beings - we approach them with the might as of a deity," and so on, and so on. "By the simple exercise of our will we can exert a power for good practically unbounded,
Seite 93 - When you have to attend to things of that sort, to the mere incidents of the surface, the reality — the reality, I tell you — fades. The inner truth is hidden — luckily, luckily. But I felt it all the same ; I felt often its mysterious stillness watching me at my monkey tricks, just as it watches you fellows performing on your respective tight-ropes for — what is it ? half a crown a tumble " " Try to be civil, Marlow," growled a voice, and I knew there was at least one listener awake besides...
Seite 152 - Their bearing, which was simply the bearing of commonplace individuals going about their business in the assurance of perfect safety, was offensive to me like the outrageous flauntings of folly in the face of a danger it is unable to comprehend.
Seite 156 - She came forward, all in black, with a pale head, floating towards me in the dusk. She was in mourning. It was more than a year since his death, more than a year since the news came; she seemed as though she would remember and mourn forever. She took both my hands in hers and murmured, 'I had heard you were coming.