Youth: And Two Other StoriesGrosset & Dunlap, 1903 - 381 páginas |
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... boats were square - rigged at least on two masts , and used to come down the China Sea before a fair monsoon with stun ' - sails set alow and aloft . all began life in the merchant service . Between the five of us there was the strong ...
... boats were square - rigged at least on two masts , and used to come down the China Sea before a fair monsoon with stun ' - sails set alow and aloft . all began life in the merchant service . Between the five of us there was the strong ...
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... ' 6 • How the devil did he get there ? • ' Hallo ! ' we shouted . ' I am adrift in our boat without oars , ' he cried . A belated waterman offered his services , and Mahon struck a bargain with him for half - a [ 9 ] YOUTH.
... ' 6 • How the devil did he get there ? • ' Hallo ! ' we shouted . ' I am adrift in our boat without oars , ' he cried . A belated waterman offered his services , and Mahon struck a bargain with him for half - a [ 9 ] YOUTH.
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... boat , which was fast to the ladder . Not bad for a sixty - year- old . Just imagine that old fellow saving heroically in his arms that old woman - the woman of his life . He set her down on a thwart , and was ready to climb back on ...
... boat , which was fast to the ladder . Not bad for a sixty - year- old . Just imagine that old fellow saving heroically in his arms that old woman - the woman of his life . He set her down on a thwart , and was ready to climb back on ...
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... boat changed , as if by magic , into matchwood where she stood in her gripes . I had lashed her myself , and was rather proud of my handiwork , which had withstood so long the malice of the sea . And we pumped . And there was no break ...
... boat changed , as if by magic , into matchwood where she stood in her gripes . I had lashed her myself , and was rather proud of my handiwork , which had withstood so long the malice of the sea . And we pumped . And there was no break ...
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... Boats gone , decks swept clean , cabin gutted , men without a stitch but what they stood in , stores spoiled , ship strained . We put her head for home , and - would you believe it ? The wind came east right in our teeth . It blew fresh ...
... Boats gone , decks swept clean , cabin gutted , men without a stitch but what they stood in , stores spoiled , ship strained . We put her head for home , and - would you believe it ? The wind came east right in our teeth . It blew fresh ...
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Página 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 — and nothing happened.
Página 161 - I did not betray Mr. Kurtz— it was ordered I should never betray him— it was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice. I was anxious to deal with this shadow by myself alone— and to this day I don't know why I was so jealous of sharing with any one the peculiar blackness of that experience.
Página 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...
Página 58 - It was the farthest point of navigation and the culminating point of my experience. It seemed somehow to throw a kind of light on everything about me — and into my thoughts. It was sombre enough, too — and pitiful — not extraordinary in any way — not very clear either. No, not very clear. And yet it seemed to throw a kind of light.
Página 56 - ... to build, apparently by the hundred, in a month or two, if we may believe what we read.
Página 76 - I began to distinguish the gleam of the eyes under the trees. Then, glancing down, I saw a face near my hand. The black bones reclined at full length with one shoulder against the tree, and slowly the eyelids rose and the sunken eyes looked up at me, enormous and vacant, a kind of blind, white flicker in the depths of the orbs, which died out slowly.
Página 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.
Página 149 - They only showed that Mr. Kurtz lacked restraint in the gratification of his various lusts, that there was something wanting in him — some small matter which, when. [ 148 ] the pressing need arose, could not be found under his magnificent eloquence.
Página 94 - Of course in this you fellows see more than I could then. You see me, whom you know. . . ." It had become so pitch dark that we listeners could hardly see one another. For a long time already he, sitting apart, had been no more to us than a voice. There was not a word from anybody. The others might have been asleep, but I was awake. I listened, I listened on the watch for the sentence, for the word, that would give me the clew to the faint uneasiness inspired by this narrative that seemed to shape...
Página 105 - Going up that river was like traveling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings.