Jacob Faithful. Фредерик Марриет
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Название: Jacob Faithful

Автор: Фредерик Марриет

Издательство: Bookwire

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СКАЧАТЬ we did not run foul of anything. It was a beautiful night; and as we passed through the several bridges, the city appeared as if it were illuminated, from the quantity of gas throwing a sort of halo of light over the tops of the buildings which occasionally marked out the main streets from the general dark mass—old Tom’s voice was still occasionally heard, as the scene brought to his remembrance his variety of song.

      “For the murmur of thy lip, love,

       Comes sweetly unto me,

       As the sound of oars that dip, love,

       At moonlight on the sea.”

      I never was more delighted than when I heard these snatches of different songs poured forth in such melody from old Tom’s lips, the notes floating along the water during the silence of the night. I turned aft to look at him; his face was directed upwards, looking on the moon, which glided majestically through the heavens, silvering the whole of the landscape. The water was smooth as glass, and the rapid tide had swept us clear of the ranges of ships in the pool; both banks of the river were clear, when old Tom again commenced:—

      “The moon is up, her silver beam

       Shines bower, and grove, and mountain over;

       A flood of radiance heaven doth seem

       To light thee, maiden, to thy lover.”

      “Jacob, how does the bluff-nob bear? on the starboard bow?”

      “Yes—broad on the bow; you’d better keep up half a point, the tide sweeps us fast.”

      “Very true, Jacob; look out, and say when steady it is, boy.

      “If o’er her orb a cloud should rest,

       ’Tis but thy cheek’s soft blush to cover.

       He waits to clasp thee to his breast;

       The moon is up—go, meet thy lover.

      “Tom, what have you got for supper, boy? What is that frizzing in your frying-pan? Smells good, anyhow.”

      “Yes, and I expect will taste good too. However, you look after the moon, father, and leave me and the frying-pan to play our parts.”

      “While I sing mine, I suppose, boy.

      “The moon is up, round beauty’s shine,

       Love’s pilgrims bend at vesper hour,

       Earth breathes to heaven, and looks divine,

       And lovers’ hearts confess her power.”

      Old Tom stopped and the frying-pan frizzled on, sending forth an odour which, if not grateful to Heaven, was peculiarly so to us mortals, hungry with the fresh air.

      “How do we go now, Jacob?”

      “Steady, and all’s right; but we shall be met with the wind next reach, and had better brail up the mainsail.”

      “Go, then, Tom, and help Jacob.”

      “I can’t leave the ingons, (onions) father, not if the lighter tumbled overboard; it would bring more tears in my eyes to spoil them, now that they are frying so merrily, than they did when I was cutting them up. Besides, the liver would be as black as the bends.”

      “Clap the frying-pan down on deck, Tom, and brail the sail up with Jacob, there’s a good boy. You can give it another shake or two afterwards.

      “Guide on, my bark, how sweet to rove,

       With such a beaming eye above!

      “That’s right, my boys, belay all that; now to our stations; Jacob on the look-out, Tom to his frying-pan, and I to the helm—

      “No sound is heard to break the spell,

       Except the water’s gentle swell;

       While midnight, like a mimic day,

       Shines on to guide our moonlight way.

      “Well, the moon’s a beautiful creature—God bless her! How often have we longed for her in the dark winter, channel-cruising, when the waves were flying over the Eddystone, and trying in their malice to put out the light. I don’t wonder at people making songs to the moon, nor at my singing them. We’ll anchor when we get down the next reach.”

      We swept the next reach with the tide which was now slacking fast. Our anchor was dropped and we all went to supper, and to bed. I have been particular in describing the first day of my being on board with my new shipmates, as it may be taken as a sample of our every day life; Tom and his father fighting and making friends, cooking, singing, and spinning yarns. Still, I shall have more scenes to describe. Our voyage was made, we took in a return cargo, and arrived at the proprietor’s wharf, when I found that I could not proceed with them the next voyage, as the trial of Fleming and Marables was expected to come on in a few days. The lighter, therefore, took in another cargo, and sailed without me; Mr. Drummond, as usual, giving me the run of his house.

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