Great Sea StoriesJoseph Lewis French Brentano's, 1921 - 332 sider ...It is one of the curiosities of literature, a fact that old Isaac Disraeli might have delighted to linger over, that there have been no collectors of sea-tales; that no man has ever, as in the present instance, dwelt upon the topic with the purpose of gathering some of the best work into a single volume. And yet men have written of the sea since 2500 B.C. when an unknown author set down on papyrus his account of a struggle with a sea-serpent. This account, now in the British Museum, is the first sea-story on record. Our modern sea-stories begin properly with the chronicles of the early navigators-in many of which there is an unconscious art that none of our modern masters of fiction has greatly surpassed. For delightful reading the lover of sea stories is referred to Best's account of Frobisher's second voyage-to Richard Chancellor's chronicle of the same period-to Hakluyt, an immortal classic-and to Purchas' "Pilgrimage."... |
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... gave his orders calmly and decisively . The men saw that he trusted himself , and trusted him accordingly . The Spaniards , seeing him wait for them , gave a shout of joy - was the Englishman mad ? And the two gal- leys converged ...
... down upon the deck , as many a brave crew in those days did in like case , they " gave God thanks devoutly for the favor they had found , " and then with one accord , at Jack's leading , sang one BLOODHOUNDS AND MASTIFFS 11.
... gave one awful lunge forward , and dived under the coming swell , hurling her crew into the eddies . Nothing but the point of her poop remained , and there stood the stern and steadfast Don , cap - à - pié in his glis- tening black ...
... gave way , when Yeo and the carpenter came aft , and told Amyas in a low voice- " We are hit somewhere forward , below the water- line , sir . She leaks a terrible deal , and the Lord will not vouchsafe to us to lay our hands on the ...
Joseph Lewis French. and his weary body , and more weary soul , gave them- selves up helplessly to the depressing influence of that doleful place . The black bank of dingy leathern leaves above his head , the endless labyrinth of stems ...