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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... Ahab , the first to perceive the whale's intent , by the crafty upraising of his head , a movement that loosed his hold for the time ; at that moment his hand had made one final effort to push the boat out of the bite . But only ...
... Ahab half smothered in the foam of the whale's insolent tail , and too much of a cripple to swim , though he could still keep afloat , even in the heart of such a whirlpool as that ; helpless Ahab's head was seen , like a tossed bubble ...
... Ahab's bodily strength did crack , and helplessly he yielded to his body's doom : for a long time , lying all crushed in the bottom of Stubb's boat , like one trodden under foot of herds of elephants . Far inland , nameless wails came ...
... Ahab would take the time , and then pac- ing the deck , binnacle - watch in hand , so soon as the last second of the allotted hour expired , his voice was heard . - " Whose is the doubloon now ? D'ye see him ? " and if the reply was ...
... Ahab stands alone among the millions of the peopled earth , nor gods nor men his neighbors ! Cold , cold - I shiver ! -How now ? Aloft there ! D'ye see him ? Sing out for every spout , though he spout ten times a second ! " The day was ...