...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...big leaves that hung shining and still like leaves v forged of heavy metal. This was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious, resplendent...

...them, brown roofs of hidden houses peeped ' through the big leaves that hung shining and still.' And ' this was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious.' His ship is gone, and his plight is desperate ; but he has attained the desire of his youth. When the...

...them, brown roofs of hidden houses peeped ' through the big leaves that hung shining and still.' And ' this was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious.' His ship is gone, and his plight is desperate ; but he has attained the desire of his youth. When the...

...bronze, yellow faces, the black eyes, the glitter, the colour of an Eastern crowd. . . . The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not a branch stirred...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. . . . I see it now — the wide sweep of the bay, the glittering sands, the wealth of green, infinite...

...beings stared without a murmur, without a sigh, without a movement. . . . Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not a branch stirred...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise." And that is the East which has exercised its spell upon Occidental poetry for centuries — on Goethe,...

...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...metal. This was the East of the ancient navigators, so pld, so mysterious, resplendent and sombre, living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these...

.... . The mysterious East, . . . perfumed like a flower, silent like death, dark like a grave. . . . The East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious,...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise." Folk (1903) has an Eastern setting, Bangkok aga1n, but the happenings that had made its dour Scandinavian...

...reading Conrad had brought this vague longing to the surface. The very name Java made her see the East, 'so old, so mysterious, resplendent and sombre, living and unchanged, full of danger and promise.' She could feel in her dreams the 'violence of the sunshine.' She thought that she would understand...

...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...old, so mysterious, resplendent and sombre, living andmicHanged, full of danger and promise. And these were tfie men. I sat up suddenly. A wave of movement...

...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...navigators, so old, so mysterious, resplendent and somber, living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these were the men. I sat up suddenly....