 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...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Strana 1751899Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 410 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six -inch guns, stuck out all over the low hull ; the greasy,...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... | |
 | Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 402 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy,...let her down, swaying her thin masts. In the empty immcnsitj7 of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent. Pop,... | |
 | Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 364 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy,...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... | |
 | Joseph Conrad - 1921 - 440 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag ; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull ; the greasy,...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... | |
 | Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 368 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy,...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... | |
 | Ford Madox Ford - 1924 - 298 str.
...she was shelling the bush. . . . Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy, slimy swell swung her up lazily and let her down. In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.... | |
 | Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 360 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy,...thin masts. In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and y t water, there she was, incomprehensible, fidngjntpja cgn4 *t*^ tinent. Pop, would go one of the... | |
 | Jacques Berthoud - 1978 - 204 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of her long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy, slimy swell swung her up easily and let her down, swaying her thin masts. In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there... | |
 | Ian Watt - 1981 - 400 str.
...their wars going on thereabouts. Her ensign dropped limp like a rag; the muzzles of the long six-inch guns stuck out all over the low hull; the greasy,...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... | |
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