Heart of Oak: A Three-Stranded Yarn, vol. 1.Russell, William Clark
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Heart of Oak: A Three-Stranded Yarn, vol. 1.
Russell, William Clark
English fiction -- 19th century; Sea stories
Yet spite of that I thought the show as gallant as anything old ocean
ever submitted, if it were not a scene of old line-of-battle ships in
a gale of wind. They opened into six spires of delicate shadow and
snowlike whiteness; they leaned their full and starlike breasts to us,
the lustrous canvas tapering to an apex of cloth that was a very puff
of sail, wan as some web of cloud near the afternoon moon. Every stitch
that would draw was heaped upon them; they had the wind right abeam;
to windward they were clothed with studding-sails; betwixt the masts
some becalmed wing of fore and aft canvas would swing in and out idly
like the pinion of a wounded bird. The sight was a marvellous hurry of
shadows, and flashing lights, and steady shining of rounded canvas; and
under the bows of each a glass-clear sea arching, flashed into a very
snow-storm, and broke aft as far as the gangway.
They passed like clouds, silent and stately, and I continued to watch
them till they were glowing astern, dwindling and dimming, but, as
Captain Burke declared, neck and neck yet even when they had sunk their
courses, and nothing above the clews of their topsails were 'dipping'
upon the horizon.
It was not many days after this that we crossed the equator. A pleasant
sailing wind blew us over the line and failed us not till we had
reached almost within the Polar verge of the south-east trade wind,
into which Captain Burke and the mate sneaked the ship by careful and
unwearied attention to every faintest breathing that tarnished the
surface of the long, blue equatorial heave. Then one morning, coming on
deck, I found a strong wind humming like a concert of organs off the
port bow, and the vessel with her yards fore and aft, breaking through
a quick spitting sea, and clouds passing like dust over our mast-heads.
This was the first of the south-east trade wind.
'It's all right with us now, Miss Otway,' said Captain Burke as he
shook me by the hand. 'We're making a straight course for the Horn, and
we shall be putting her nose off for the great South Sea presently.'
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