Why, some of the work that I have by me now has been in my possession for years and years, and there isn’t a fingermark on it.> The river-with the sunlight flashing from its dancing wavelets, gilding gold the grey-green beech-trunks, glinting through the dark, cool wood paths, chasing shadows o’er the shallows, flinging diamonds from the mill-wheels, throwing kisses to the lilies, wantoning with the weirs’ white waters, silvering moss-grown walls and bridges, brightening every tiny townlet, making sweet each lane and meadow, lying tangled in the rushes, peeping, laughing, from each inlet, gleaming gay on many a far sail, making soft the air with glory-is a golden fairy stream.> But the river-chill and weary, with the ceaseless raindrops falling on its brown and sluggish waters, with a sound as of a woman, weeping low in some dark chamber while the woods, all dark and silent, shrouded in their mists of vapour, stand like ghosts upon the margin silent ghosts with eyes reproachful, like the ghosts of evil actions, like the ghosts of friends neglected-is a spirit-haunted water through the land of vain regrets. You cannot give me too much work to accumulate work has almost become a passion with me: my study is so full of it now, that there is hardly an inch of room for any more. I love to keep it by me: the idea of getting rid of it nearly breaks my heart. It is not that I object to the work, mind you I like work: it fascinates me. Nach einer langen, wechselvollen Geschichte wurde es schlielich in Laboe bei Kiel als Museumsboot aufgestellt. Das Boot vom Typ VIIC/41 wurde 1943 gebaut und am 16. He gave us the required assurance, and we thanked him, but he still hung about, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so we asked him if there was anything further that we could do for him and Harris, who is of a chummy disposition, offered him a bit of bread and jam.…> It always does seem to me that I am doing more work than I should do. U-995 in Laboe ist einer der letzten heute noch existierenden 'Grauen Wlfe' aus dem Zweiten Weltkrieg. We said we hadn’t given the matter sufficient consideration as yet to enable us to arrive at a definite conclusion on that point, but that, if he assured us on his word as a gentleman that we were trespassing, we would, without further hesitation, believe it. … But who wants to be foretold the weather? It is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.> We had just commenced the third course-the bread and jam-when a gentleman in shirtsleeves and a short pipe came along, and wanted to know if we knew that we were trespassing. It “forecasts” precisely what happened yesterday or a the day before, and precisely the opposite of what is going to happen today. > I do think that, of all the silly, irritating tomfoolishness by which we are plagued, this “weather-forecast” fraud is about the most aggravating. Full of digressions, each of which is just about precisely the right length. Light, amusing and occasionally brilliantly written (I'm a sucker for alliteration).
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