Youth: And Two Other StoriesDoubleday, Page & Company, 1903 - 339 páginas |
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... believe , purpose of bringing it home to the minds and bosoms of the readers . There it was no longer a matter of sincere colouring . It was like another art altogether . That sombre theme had to be given a sinister reso- nance , a ...
... believe , purpose of bringing it home to the minds and bosoms of the readers . There it was no longer a matter of sincere colouring . It was like another art altogether . That sombre theme had to be given a sinister reso- nance , a ...
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... believe , like an animal that won't leave a stable falling in an earth- quake . So we went to look for him . It was chancing death , since once out of our lashings we were as exposed as if on a raft . But we went . The house was ...
... believe , like an animal that won't leave a stable falling in an earth- quake . So we went to look for him . It was chancing death , since once out of our lashings we were as exposed as if on a raft . But we went . The house was ...
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... believe it ? The wind came east right in our teeth . It blew fresh , it blew continuously . We had to beat up every inch of the way , but she did not leak so badly , the water keeping comparatively smooth . Two hours ' pumping in every ...
... believe it ? The wind came east right in our teeth . It blew fresh , it blew continuously . We had to beat up every inch of the way , but she did not leak so badly , the water keeping comparatively smooth . Two hours ' pumping in every ...
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... believe , lunched , dined , and supped in a swell place in Regent Street , and was back to time , with nothing but a complete set of Byron's works and a new railway rug to show for three months ' work . The boat - man who pulled me off ...
... believe , lunched , dined , and supped in a swell place in Regent Street , and was back to time , with nothing but a complete set of Byron's works and a new railway rug to show for three months ' work . The boat - man who pulled me off ...
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... believe they know what is safe or what is good for them , any more than you or I. ' " And after some more talk we agreed that the wisdom of rats had been grossly overrated , being in fact no greater than that of men . • " The story of ...
... believe they know what is safe or what is good for them , any more than you or I. ' " And after some more talk we agreed that the wisdom of rats had been grossly overrated , being in fact no greater than that of men . • " The story of ...
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Página 96 - 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.
Página 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,
Página 114 - ... the gift of expression, the bewildering, the illuminating, the most exalted and the most contemptible, the pulsating stream of light, or the deceitful flow from the heart of an impenetrable darkness.
Página 64 - Six black men advanced in a file, toiling up the path. They walked erect and slow, balancing small baskets full of earth on their heads, and the clink kept time with their footsteps. Black rags were wound round their loins, and the short ends behind waggled to and fro like tails. I could see every rib, the joints of their limbs were like knots in a rope; each had an iron collar on his neck, and all were connected together with a chain whose bights swung between them, rhythmically clinking. Another...
Página 150 - If such is the form of ultimate wisdom, then life is a greater riddle than some of us think it to be. I was within a hair's breadth of the last opportunity for pronouncement, and I found with humiliation that probably I would have nothing to say.
Página 116 - You can't understand. How could you? — with solid pavement under your feet, surrounded by kind neighbours ready to cheer you or to fall on you, stepping delicately between the butcher and the policeman, in the holy terror of scandal and gallows and lunatic asylums...
Página 4 - You fellows know there are those voyages that seem ordered for the illustration of life, that might stand for a symbol of existence. You fight, work, sweat, nearly kill yourself, sometimes do kill yourself, trying to accomplish something— and you can't. Not from any fault of yours. You simply can do nothing, neither great nor little— not a thing in the world— not even marry an old maid, or get a wretched 6oo-ton cargo of coal to its port of destination.
Página 39 - English. The man up there raged aloud in two languages, and with a sincerity in his fury that almost convinced me I had, in some way, sinned against the harmony of the universe. I could hardly see him, but began to think he would work himself into a fit. 'Suddenly he ceased, and I could hear him snorting and blowing like a porpoise. I said ' "What steamer is this, pray?" ' "Eh? What's this? And who are you?" ' "Castaway crew of an English barque burnt at sea. We came here tonight. I am the second...
Página 37 - ... ice, shimmering in the dark. A red light burns far off upon the gloom of the land, and the night is soft and warm. We drag at the oars with aching arms, and suddenly a puff of wind, a puff faint and tepid and laden with strange...
Página 119 - Well, don't you see, he had done something, he had steered; for months I had him at my back — a help — an instrument. It was a kind of partnership. He steered for me — I had to look after him, I worried about his deficiencies, and thus a subtle bond had been created, of which I only became aware when it was suddenly broken.