Youth and Two Other StoriesDoubleday, Page, 1924 - 339 էջ |
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... stream flashed in sunshine , fell into a layer of white crawling smoke , and vanished on the black surface of coal . Steam ascended mingling with the smoke . We poured salt water as into a barrel without a bottom . It was our fate to ...
... stream flashed in sunshine , fell into a layer of white crawling smoke , and vanished on the black surface of coal . Steam ascended mingling with the smoke . We poured salt water as into a barrel without a bottom . It was our fate to ...
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... streaming with water and very crestfallen . The captain had sur- rendered the wheel , and apart , elbow on rail and chin in hand , gazed at the sea wistfully . We asked ourselves , What next ? I thought , Now , this is something like ...
... streaming with water and very crestfallen . The captain had sur- rendered the wheel , and apart , elbow on rail and chin in hand , gazed at the sea wistfully . We asked ourselves , What next ? I thought , Now , this is something like ...
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... it ? He wanted to take a length of old stream - cable and a kedge - anchor with him in the long - boat . We said , ' Ay , ay , sir , ' deferentially , and on the quiet let the things slip overboard . The heavy 80 YOUTH.
... it ? He wanted to take a length of old stream - cable and a kedge - anchor with him in the long - boat . We said , ' Ay , ay , sir , ' deferentially , and on the quiet let the things slip overboard . The heavy 80 YOUTH.
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... stream not in the vivid flush of a short day that comes and departs for ever , but in the august light of abiding memories . And indeed nothing is easier for a man who has , as the phrase goes , " followed the sea " with reverence and ...
... stream not in the vivid flush of a short day that comes and departs for ever , but in the august light of abiding memories . And indeed nothing is easier for a man who has , as the phrase goes , " followed the sea " with reverence and ...
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... streams of death in life , whose banks were rotting into mud , whose waters , thickened into slime , invaded the con- torted mangroves , that seemed to writhe at us in the extremity of an impotent despair , Nowhere did we stop long ...
... streams of death in life , whose banks were rotting into mud , whose waters , thickened into slime , invaded the con- torted mangroves , that seemed to writhe at us in the extremity of an impotent despair , Nowhere did we stop long ...
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Youth, and Two Other Stories: By Joseph Conrad ..., Հատոր 26 Joseph Conrad Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1903 |
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Էջ 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...
Էջ 150 - If such is the form of ultimate wisdom, then life is a greater riddle than some of us think it to be.
Էջ 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,...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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,
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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.