Youth: And Two Other StoriesGrosset & Dunlap, 1903 - 381 Seiten |
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... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the name of the dead ; I hailed : Judea ahoy ! A thin shout an- swered . " It was the captain . I had beaten the flagship by ...
... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the name of the dead ; I hailed : Judea ahoy ! A thin shout an- swered . " It was the captain . I had beaten the flagship by ...
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... silence ; outlandish , angry words , mixed with words and even whole sentences of good English , less strange but even more surprising . The voice swore and cursed violently ; it riddled the solemn peace of the bay by a volley of abuse ...
... silence ; outlandish , angry words , mixed with words and even whole sentences of good English , less strange but even more surprising . The voice swore and cursed violently ; it riddled the solemn peace of the bay by a volley of abuse ...
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... silence of the East . I had heard some of its languages . But when I opened my eyes again the silence was as complete as though it had never been broken . I was lying in a flood of light , and the sky had never looked so far , so high ...
... silence of the East . I had heard some of its languages . But when I opened my eyes again the silence was as complete as though it had never been broken . I was lying in a flood of light , and the sky had never looked so far , so high ...
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... silence on board the yacht . For some reason or other we did not begin that game of dominoes . We felt medi- tative , and fit for nothing but placid staring . The day was ending in a serenity of still and exquisite brilliance . The ...
... silence on board the yacht . For some reason or other we did not begin that game of dominoes . We felt medi- tative , and fit for nothing but placid staring . The day was ending in a serenity of still and exquisite brilliance . The ...
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... silence . No one took the trouble to grunt even ; and presently he said , very slow " I was thinking of very old times , when the Romans first came here , nineteen hundred years ago -- the other day . Light came out of this river since ...
... silence . No one took the trouble to grunt even ; and presently he said , very slow " I was thinking of very old times , when the Romans first came here , nineteen hundred years ago -- the other day . Light came out of this river since ...
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asked bank Bankok Batu Beru beard began berth binnacle boats bridge cabin Captain Whalley chap coast course cried dark dead deck devil door earth engineer eyes face feet fellow fool glance gone hand head heard heart ivory Jean Webster Judea Kate Douglas Wiggin keep knew Kurtz lascar leaning Lew Wallace light live looked Mahon Malay Martini-Henry Massy Massy's mate murmured ness never night once Pangu pilgrims port prau remember Ringdove river round sampan seemed Serang shadow ship shore side silence skipper smoke Sofala somber sort soul sound stared steamboat steamer Sterne stood story straight stream suddenly talk tell thing Thomas Fogarty thought took trees Tuan turned uncon Van Wyk voice waiting walked watch Whal Whalley's whisper word
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Seite 97 - I don't like work. I had rather laze about and think of all the fine things that can be done. I don't like work - no man does - but I like what is in the work, - the chance to find yourself. Your own reality - for yourself, not for others - what no other man can ever know. They can only see the mere show, and never can tell what it really means.
Seite 70 - In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent. Pop, would go one of the six-inch guns; a small flame would dart and vanish, a little white smoke would disappear, a tiny projectile would give a feeble screech — j and nothing happened.
Seite 59 - Now when I was a little chap I had a passion for maps. I would look for hours at South America, or Africa, or Australia, and lose myself in all the glories of exploration. At that time there were many blank spaces on the earth, and when I saw one that looked particularly inviting on a map (but they all look that) I would put my finger on it and say, When I grow up I will go there.
Seite 105 - ... away — in another existence perhaps. There were moments when one's past came back to one, as it will sometimes when you have not a moment to spare to yourself; but it came in the shape of an unrestful and noisy dream, remembered with wonder amongst the overwhelming realities of this strange world of plants, and water, and silence. And this stillness of life did not in the least resemble a peace. It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention.
Seite 132 - The wilderness had patted him on the head, and, behold, it was like a ball an ivory ball; it had caressed him, and - lo! - he had withered; it had taken him, loved him, embraced him, got into his veins, consumed his flesh, and sealed his soul to its own by the inconceivable ceremonies of some devilish initiation.
Seite 72 - A horn tooted to the right, and I saw the black people run. A heavy and dull detonation shook the ground, a puff of smoke came out of the cliff, and that was all. No change appeared on the face of the rock. They were building a railway. The cliff was not in the way or anything ; but this objectless blasting was all the work going on.
Seite 41 - I remember the heat, the deluge of rain-squalls that kept us baling for dear life (but filled our water-cask), and I remember sixteen hours on end with a mouth dry as a cinder and a steering-oar over the stern to keep my first command head on to a breaking sea. I did not know how good a man I was till then.
Seite 164 - There was nothing either above or below him, and I knew it. He had kicked himself loose of the earth. Confound the man! he had kicked the very earth to pieces.
Seite 133 - You can't understand. How could you? — with solid pavement under your feet, surrounded by kind neighbours ready to cheer you or to fall on you, stepping delicately between the butcher and the policeman, in the holy terror of scandal and gallows and lunatic asylums...
Seite 56 - Land in a swamp, march through the woods, and in some inland post feel the savagery, the utter savagery, had closed round him— all that mysterious life of the wilderness that stirs in the forest, in the jungles, in the hearts of wild men.