Typee: A Peep at Polynesian Life During a Four Months' Residence in a Valley of the Marquesas, Part 1

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Wiley & Putnam, 1847 - Indigenous peoples - 307 pages
 

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Page 13 - Their appearance perfectly amazed me ; their extreme youth, the light clear brown of their complexions, their delicate features, and inexpressibly graceful figures, their softly moulded limbs, and free unstudied action, seemed as strange as beautiful. The Dolly...
Page 92 - The hands of Fayaway were as soft and delicate as those of any countess; for an entire exemption from rude labor marks the girlhood and even prime of a Typee woman's life. Her feet, though wholly exposed, were as diminutive and fairly shaped as those which peep from beneath the skirts of a Lima lady's dress.
Page 12 - ... sailed right into the midst of these swimming nymphs, and they boarded us at every quarter ; many seizing hold of the chain-plates and springing into the chains ; others, at the peril of being run over by the vessel in her course, catching at the bob-stays, and wreathing their slender forms about the ropes, hung suspended in the air. All of them at length succeeded in getting up the ship's side, where they clung dripping with the brine, and glowing from the bath, their jet-black tresses streaming...
Page 6 - ... sides, sailing aloft, and often describing an arc in his descent, disappear on the surface of the water. Far off, the lofty jet of the whale might be seen, and nearer at hand the prowling shark, that villainous footpad of the seas, would come skulking along, and, at a wary distance, regard us with his evil eye. At times, some shapeless monster of the deep, floating on the surface, would, as we approached, sink slowly into the blue waters, and fade away from the sight. But the most impressive...
Page 1 - Six months at sea ! Yes, reader, as I live, six months out of sight of land ; cruising after the sperm-whale beneath the scorching sun of the Line, and tossed on the billows of the wide-rolling Pacific — the sky above, the sea around, and nothing else ! Weeks and weeks ago our fresh provisions were all exhausted.
Page 9 - No description can do justice to its beauty ; but that beauty was lost to me then, and I saw nothing but the tricoloured flag of France trailing over the stern of six vessels, whose black hulls and bristling broadsides proclaimed their warlike character.
Page 139 - There were no foreclosures of mortgages, no protested notes, no bills payable, no debts of honor in Typee ; no unreasonable tailors and shoemakers, perversely bent on being paid ; no duns of any description ; no assault and battery attorneys, to foment discord, backing their clients up to a quarrel, and then knocking their heads together; no poor relations everlastingly occupying the spare...
Page 22 - He was one of that class of rovers you sometimes meet at sea, who never reveal their origin, never allude to home, and go rambling over the world as if pursued by some mysterious fate they cannot possibly elude.
Page 305 - Marquesas!" The Marquesas! What strange visions of outlandish things does the very name spirit up! Naked houris — cannibal banquets — groves of cocoa-nut — coral reefs — tatooed chiefs— and bamboo temples; sunny valleys planted with bread-fruit- trees — carved canoes dancing on the flashing blue waters — savage woodlands guarded by horrible idols — heathenish rites and human sacrifices.
Page 140 - ... prisons; no proud and hardhearted nabobs in Typee; or to sum up all in one word — no Money! 'That root of all evil' was not to be found in the valley.

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