Youth: And Two Other StoriesMcClure, Phillips & Company, 1903 - 381 |
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... silent through the meal - Mahon , the old couple , and I. I finished first , and slipped away for a smoke , my cabin being in a deck - house just against the poop . It was high water , blowing fresh with a drizzle ; the double dock ...
... silent through the meal - Mahon , the old couple , and I. I finished first , and slipped away for a smoke , my cabin being in a deck - house just against the poop . It was high water , blowing fresh with a drizzle ; the double dock ...
Strona 30
... a monkey , clambered up . It was the mate of the steamer . He gave one look , and cried , ' O boys - you had better quit . ' " We were silent . He talked apart with the captain for a time , seemed to argue with him . [ 30 ] YOUTH.
... a monkey , clambered up . It was the mate of the steamer . He gave one look , and cried , ' O boys - you had better quit . ' " We were silent . He talked apart with the captain for a time , seemed to argue with him . [ 30 ] YOUTH.
Strona 39
... of a glorious triumph . The masts fell just before daybreak , and for a moment there was a burst and tur- moil of sparks that seemed to fill with flying fire the night : patient and watchful , the vast night lying silent [ 39 ] YOUTΗ.
... of a glorious triumph . The masts fell just before daybreak , and for a moment there was a burst and tur- moil of sparks that seemed to fill with flying fire the night : patient and watchful , the vast night lying silent [ 39 ] YOUTΗ.
Strona 40
... silent upon the sea . At daylight she was only a charred shell , float- ing still under a cloud of smoke and bearing a glowing mass of coal within . " Then the oars were got out , and the boats forming in a line moved round her remains ...
... silent upon the sea . At daylight she was only a charred shell , float- ing still under a cloud of smoke and bearing a glowing mass of coal within . " Then the oars were got out , and the boats forming in a line moved round her remains ...
Strona 43
... silent like death , dark like a grave . " And I sat weary beyond expression , exulting like a conqueror ... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the ...
... silent like death , dark like a grave . " And I sat weary beyond expression , exulting like a conqueror ... silence of the shore into loud claps , made me jump up . A boat , a European boat , was coming in . I invoked the ...
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Strona 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...
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