Youth: And Two Other StoriesMcClure, Phillips & Company, 1903 - 381 páginas |
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... heard a startled voice saying afar in the dark , Stop her , sir . ' A bell jingled . Another voice cried warningly , ' We are going right into that bark , sir . ' The answer to this was a gruff ' All right , ' and the next thing was a ...
... heard a startled voice saying afar in the dark , Stop her , sir . ' A bell jingled . Another voice cried warningly , ' We are going right into that bark , sir . ' The answer to this was a gruff ' All right , ' and the next thing was a ...
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... heard my shout ' Come up , ' he understood at once what was the matter , caught up his wife , ran on deck , and across , and down into our boat , which was fast to the ladder . Not bad for a sixty - year- old . Just imagine that old ...
... heard my shout ' Come up , ' he understood at once what was the matter , caught up his wife , ran on deck , and across , and down into our boat , which was fast to the ladder . Not bad for a sixty - year- old . Just imagine that old ...
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... heard all round me like a pent - up breath released- if a thousand giants simultaneously had said Phoo ! — and felt a dull concussion which made my ribs ache sud- denly . No doubt about it - I was in the air , and my body was describing ...
... heard all round me like a pent - up breath released- if a thousand giants simultaneously had said Phoo ! — and felt a dull concussion which made my ribs ache sud- denly . No doubt about it - I was in the air , and my body was describing ...
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... had our breakfast that morning he saw only a great hole in the floor . This appeared to him so awfully mysterious , and impressed him so immensely , that what he saw and heard after he got on deck were mere trifles in [ 27 ] YOUTH.
... had our breakfast that morning he saw only a great hole in the floor . This appeared to him so awfully mysterious , and impressed him so immensely , that what he saw and heard after he got on deck were mere trifles in [ 27 ] YOUTH.
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And Two Other Stories Joseph Conrad. heard after he got on deck were mere trifles in com- parison . And , mark , he noticed directly the wheel de- serted and his bark off her course - and his only thought was to get that miserable ...
And Two Other Stories Joseph Conrad. heard after he got on deck were mere trifles in com- parison . And , mark , he noticed directly the wheel de- serted and his bark off her course - and his only thought was to get that miserable ...
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asked bank Bankok Batu Beru beard began berth binnacle boats bridge cabin Captain Whalley chap cheroot coast course cried dark dead deck devil door earth 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 Martini-Henry Massy Massy's mate murmured never niggers night once Pangu patent slip pilgrims port prau remember Ringdove river round sampan savage seemed Serang shadow ship shore side silence skipper smoke Sofala somber sort soul sound stared steamboat steamer Sterne stood straight stream suddenly talk tell thing thought tion took trees Tuan turned uncon unsound method Van Wyk voice waiting walked watch Whal Whalley's whisper word
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Página 172 - True, he had made that last stride, he had stepped over the edge, while I had been permitted to draw back my hesitating foot. And perhaps in this is the whole difference; perhaps all the wisdom, and all truth, and all sincerity, are just compressed into that inappreciable moment of time in which we step over the threshold of the invisible.
Página 46 - And then I saw the men of the East — they were looking at me. The whole length of the jetty was full of people. I saw brown, bronze, yellow faces, the black eyes, the glitter, the colour of an Eastern crowd. And all these beings stared without a murmur, without a sigh, without a movement.
Página 171 - Droll thing life is — that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself — that comes too late — a crop of unextinguishable regrets.
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 109 - Yes, it was ugly enough; but if you were man enough you would admit to yourself that there was in you just the faintest trace of a response to the terrible frankness of that noise, a dim suspicion of there being a meaning in it which you— you so remote from the night of first ages— could comprehend.
Página 41 - 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...
Página 154 - She was savage and superb, wild-eyed and magnificent; there was something ominous and stately in her deliberate progress. And in the hush that had fallen suddenly upon the whole sorrowful land, the immense wilderness, the colossal body of the fecund and mysterious life seemed to look at her, pensive, as though it had been looking at the image of its own tenebrous and passionate soul.
Página 94 - 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 itself without human lips in the heavy nightair of the river. "... Yes — I let him run on,"...
Página 120 - No fear can stand up to hunger, no patience can wear it out, disgust simply does not exist where hunger is; and as to superstition, beliefs, and what you may call principles, they are less than chaff in a breeze.
Página 105 - Kurtz's station. -"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.