Youth: And Two Other StoriesDoubleday, Page, 1903 - 381 էջ |
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... smoke , my cabin being in a deck - house just against the poop . It was high water , blowing fresh with a drizzle ; the double dock- gates were opened , and the steam colliers were going in and out in the darkness with their lights ...
... smoke , my cabin being in a deck - house just against the poop . It was high water , blowing fresh with a drizzle ; the double dock- gates were opened , and the steam colliers were going in and out in the darkness with their lights ...
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... smoked ceiling . In the stormy space surrounding us there was as much flying spray as air . Day after day and night after night there was nothing round the ship but the howl of the wind , the tumult of the sea , the noise of water ...
... smoked ceiling . In the stormy space surrounding us there was as much flying spray as air . Day after day and night after night there was nothing round the ship but the howl of the wind , the tumult of the sea , the noise of water ...
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... smoking in that hole for days . I was glad to get out . The man with me coughed and said , Funny smell , sir . ' I ... smoke in earnest . You see it was to be expected , for though the coal was of a safe kind , that cargo had been so ...
... smoking in that hole for days . I was glad to get out . The man with me coughed and said , Funny smell , sir . ' I ... smoke in earnest . You see it was to be expected , for though the coal was of a safe kind , that cargo had been so ...
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... smoked . The smoke kept coming out through im- perceptible crevices ; it forced itself through bulkheads and covers ; it oozed here and there and everywhere in slender threads , in an invisible film , in an incomprehen- sible manner ...
... smoked . The smoke kept coming out through im- perceptible crevices ; it forced itself through bulkheads and covers ; it oozed here and there and everywhere in slender threads , in an invisible film , in an incomprehen- sible manner ...
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... smoked , the sun blazed . " We tried everything . We even made an attempt to dig down to the fire . No good , of ... smoke at all . Everybody was on the broad grin . This was on a Friday . On Saturday no work , but sailing the ship ...
... smoked , the sun blazed . " We tried everything . We even made an attempt to dig down to the fire . No good , of ... smoke at all . Everybody was on the broad grin . This was on a Friday . On Saturday no work , but sailing the ship ...
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Youth, and Two Other Stories: By Joseph Conrad ..., Հատոր 26 Joseph Conrad Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1903 |
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Էջ 170 - Did he live his life again in every detail of desire, temptation, and surrender during that supreme moment of complete knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision — he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath — " 'The horror ! The horror ! ' "I blew the candle out and left the cabin.
Էջ 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. Nothing could happen. There was a touch of insanity in the proceeding, a sense of lugubrious drollery in the sight; and it was not dissipated by somebody on board assuring me earnestly there was a camp of natives...
Էջ 109 - It was unearthly, and the men were — No, they were not inhuman. Well, you know, that was the worst of it — this suspicion of their not being inhuman. It would come slowly to one. They howled and leaped, and spun, and made horrid faces; but what thrilled you was just the thought of their humanity - like yours - the thought of your remote kinship with this wild and passionate uproar.
Էջ 109 - The earth seemed unearthly. We are accustomed to look upon the shackled form of a conquered monster, but there - there you could look at a thing monstrous and free. It was unearthly, and the men were - No, they were not inhuman. Well, you know, that was the worst of it - this suspicion of their not being inhuman.
Էջ 109 - And why not? The mind of man is capable of anything - because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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. He was alone, and I before him did not know whether I stood on the ground or floated in the air.
Էջ 183 - 'Forgive me. I — I — have mourned so long in silence — in silence. . . . You were with him — to the last? I think of his loneliness. Nobody near to understand him as I would have understood. Perhaps no one to hear. "'To the very end,
Էջ 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,"...
Էջ 4 - And he had blue eyes in that old face of his, which were amazingly like a boy's, with that candid expression some quite common men preserve to the end of their days by a rare internal gift of simplicity of heart and rectitude of soul.