The West Indies and the Spanish Main, 88. kötet

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Chapman & Hall, 1860 - 320 oldal
This 1860 volume offers Trollope's chronicle of his travels to Central America and the West Indies.
 

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318. oldal - ... not the waves, but the very bowels of the ocean. He will feel as though the floods surrounded him, coming and going with their wild sounds, and he will hardly recognize that though among them he is not in them. And they, as they fall with a continual roar, not hurting the ear, but musical withal, will seem to move as the vast ocean waters may perhaps move in their internal currents. He will lose. the sense of one continued descent, and think that they are passing round him in their appointed...
317. oldal - In the spot to which I allude the visitor stands on a broad safe path, made of shingles, between the rock over which the water rushes and the rushing water. He will go in so far that the spray rising back from the bed of the torrent does not incommode him. With this exception, the...
74. oldal - The negro's idea of emancipation" Trollope wrote, "was and is emancipation not from slavery but from work. To lie in the sun and eat breadfruit and yams is his idea of being free. Such freedom as that has not been intended for man in this world; and I say that Jamaica, as it now exists, is still under a devil's ordinance.
318. oldal - So standing, he will look up among the falling waters, or down into the deep, misty pit, from which they re-ascend in almost as palpable a bulk. The rock will be at his right hand, high and hard, and dark and straight, like the wall of some huge cavern, such as children enter in their dreams. For the first five minutes he will be looking but at the waters of a cataract — at the waters, indeed, of such a cataract as we know no other, and at their interior curves which elsewhere we cannot see. But...
44. oldal - They have no language of their own , nor have they as yet any language of their adoption ; for they speak their broken English as uneducated foreigners always speak a foreign language. They have no idea of country, and no pride of race; for even among themselves , the word "nigger...
45. oldal - But how strange is the race of creole Negroes — of Negroes, that is, born out of Africa! They have no country of their own, yet they have not hitherto any country of their adoption. They have no language of their own, nor have they as yet any language of their adoption; for they speak their broken 'English as uneducated foreigners always speak a foreign language. They have no idea of country, and no pride of race.
18. oldal - Halloo, old fellow! how about that bath?" I said one morning to a lad who had been commissioned to see a bath filled for me. He was cleaning boots at the time, and went on with his employment, sedulously, as though he had not heard a word. But he was over-sedulous, and I saw that he had heard me. "I say, how about that bath?
85. oldal - It is a fact that half the sugar estates, and more than half the coffee plantations have gone back into a state of bush, and a great portion of those who are now growing canes in Jamaica are persons who have lately bought the estates ' for the value of the copper in the sugar-boilers and of the metal in the rum-stills.
318. oldal - And, as he looks on, strange colours will show themselves through the mist ; the shades of grey will become green or blue, with ever and anon a flash of white ; and then, when some gust of wind blows in with greater violence, the sea-girt cavern will become all dark and black. Oh, my friend, let there be no one there to speak to thee then ; no, not even a brother. As you stand there speak only to the waters.
26. oldal - In 1861, after a personal visit, Trollope wrote that Port Antonio was once a goodly town, and the country round it, the parish of Portland, is as fertile as any in the island. But now there is hardly a sugar estate in the whole parish. It is given up to the growth of yams and plantains. It has become a provisional ground for Negroes, and the palmy days of the town are of course gone.

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