Youth: And Two Other StoriesGrosset & Dunlap, 1903 - 381 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... who an- swered to the name of Abraham . Mrs. Beard was an old woman , with a face all wrinkled and ruddy like a winter apple , and the figure of a young girl . She caught sight of me once , sewing on a button , and [ 7 ] YOUTH.
... who an- swered to the name of Abraham . Mrs. Beard was an old woman , with a face all wrinkled and ruddy like a winter apple , and the figure of a young girl . She caught sight of me once , sewing on a button , and [ 7 ] YOUTH.
Pàgina 16
... sight of that carcass of a ship . And , by Jove ! they had pretty pick- ings off us before they were done . I fancy the owner was already in a tight place . There were delays . Then it was decided to take part of the cargo out and calk ...
... sight of that carcass of a ship . And , by Jove ! they had pretty pick- ings off us before they were done . I fancy the owner was already in a tight place . There were delays . Then it was decided to take part of the cargo out and calk ...
Pàgina 26
... sight of the main - deck stirring , heaving up , and changing into splinters before his eyes , petrified him on the top step . I stared at him in unbelief , and he stared at me with a queer kind of shocked curiosity . I did not know ...
... sight of the main - deck stirring , heaving up , and changing into splinters before his eyes , petrified him on the top step . I stared at him in unbelief , and he stared at me with a queer kind of shocked curiosity . I did not know ...
Pàgina 30
... sight of Malay seamen . I've known them since , but what struck me then was their unconcern : they came alongside , and even the bowman standing up and holding to our main - chains with the boat - hook did not deign to lift his head for ...
... sight of Malay seamen . I've known them since , but what struck me then was their unconcern : they came alongside , and even the bowman standing up and holding to our main - chains with the boat - hook did not deign to lift his head for ...
Pàgina 33
... waved his hand . Our men dropped their bundles quietly . The steamer moved ahead , and passing out of the circle of light , vanished at once from our sight , daz- zled by the fire which burned fiercely . And then [ 33 ] YOUTH.
... waved his hand . Our men dropped their bundles quietly . The steamer moved ahead , and passing out of the circle of light , vanished at once from our sight , daz- zled by the fire which burned fiercely . And then [ 33 ] YOUTH.
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Youth, and Two Other Stories: By Joseph Conrad ..., Volum 26 Joseph Conrad Visualització completa - 1903 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 161 - I did not betray Mr. Kurtz— it was ordered I should never betray him— it was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice. I was anxious to deal with this shadow by myself alone— and to this day I don't know why I was so jealous of sharing with any one the peculiar blackness of that experience.
Pàgina 133 - 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...
Pàgina 58 - It was the farthest point of navigation and the culminating point of my experience. It seemed somehow to throw a kind of light on everything about me — and into my thoughts. It was sombre enough, too — and pitiful — not extraordinary in any way — not very clear either. No, not very clear. And yet it seemed to throw a kind of light.
Pàgina 56 - ... to build, apparently by the hundred, in a month or two, if we may believe what we read.
Pàgina 76 - I began to distinguish the gleam of the eyes under the trees. Then, glancing down, I saw a face near my hand. The black bones reclined at full length with one shoulder against the tree, and slowly the eyelids rose and the sunken eyes looked up at me, enormous and vacant, a kind of blind, white flicker in the depths of the orbs, which died out slowly.
Pàgina 132 - The wilderness had patted him on the head, and, behold, it was like a ball an ivory ball; it had caressed him, and - lo! - he had withered; it had taken him, loved him, embraced him, got into his veins, consumed his flesh, and sealed his soul to its own by the inconceivable ceremonies of some devilish initiation.
Pàgina 149 - They only showed that Mr. Kurtz lacked restraint in the gratification of his various lusts, that there was something wanting in him — some small matter which, when. [ 148 ] the pressing need arose, could not be found under his magnificent eloquence.
Pàgina 94 - Of course in this you fellows see more than I could then. You see me, whom you know. . . ." 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...
Pàgina 105 - Going up that river was like traveling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings.