And what could Billy know of
man except of man as a mere sailor?
And the old-fashioned sailor, the veritable
man-before-the-mast, the sailor from
boyhood up, he, tho' indeed of the same
species as a landsmen landsman is in some respects
almost as very singularly distinct from him as a man
is from a woman . The sailor is frank ness,
force, the landsman is finesse. Life
is not a game with the sailor, demanding
the long head; no intricate game of chess where
seldom is anything nothing is to be achieved by few moves are made in straightforwardness,
and ends are attained but more often by indirection; an oblique,
tedious, intricate barren game hardly worth
that poor candle burnt out in playing it.
man except of man as a mere sailor?
And the old-fashioned sailor, the veritable
man-before-the-mast, the sailor from
boyhood up, he, tho' indeed of the same
species as a landsmen landsman is in some respects
almost as very singularly distinct from him as a man
is from a woman . The sailor is frank ness,
force, the landsman is finesse. Life
is not a game with the sailor, demanding
the long head; no intricate game of chess where
seldom is anything nothing is to be achieved by few moves are made in straightforwardness,
and ends are attained but more often by indirection; an oblique,
tedious, intricate barren game hardly worth
that poor candle burnt out in playing it.
And what could Billy know of
man except of man as a mere sailor?
And the old-fashioned sailor, the veritable
man-before-the-mast, the sailor from
boyhood up, he, tho' indeed of the same
species as a landsmen landsman is in some respects
almost as very singularly distinct from him as a man
is from a woman . The sailor is frank ness,
force, the landsman is finesse. Life
is not a game with the sailor, demanding
the long head; no intricate game of chess where
seldom is anything nothing is to be achieved by few moves are made in straightforwardness,
and ends are attained but more often by indirection; an oblique,
tedious, intricate barren game hardly worth
that poor candle burnt out in playing it.
man except of man as a mere sailor?
And the old-fashioned sailor, the veritable
man-before-the-mast, the sailor from
boyhood up, he, tho' indeed of the same
species as a landsmen landsman is in some respects
almost as very singularly distinct from him as a man
is from a woman . The sailor is frank ness,
force, the landsman is finesse. Life
is not a game with the sailor, demanding
the long head; no intricate game of chess where
seldom is anything nothing is to be achieved by few moves are made in straightforwardness,
and ends are attained but more often by indirection; an oblique,
tedious, intricate barren game hardly worth
that poor candle burnt out in playing it.
Transcribed by: John Bryant