The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 1


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navigation in these seas, and apart from the rottenness attendant upon  
age. It will appear perhaps an observation somewhat over-curious, but  
this wood would have every characteristic of Spanish oak, if Spanish oak  
were distended by any unnatural means.  
In reading the above sentence a curious apothegm of an old  
weather-beaten Dutch navigator comes full upon my recollection. "It  
is as sure," he was wont to say, when any doubt was entertained of his  
veracity, "as sure as there is a sea where the ship itself will grow in  
bulk like the living body of the seaman."  
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* * * *  
About an hour ago, I made bold to thrust myself among a group of the  
crew. They paid me no manner of attention, and, although I stood in the  
very midst of them all, seemed utterly unconscious of my presence. Like  
the one I had at first seen in the hold, they all bore about them the  
marks of a hoary old age. Their knees trembled with infirmity; their  
shoulders were bent double with decrepitude; their shrivelled skins  
rattled in the wind; their voices were low, tremulous and broken; their  
eyes glistened with the rheum of years; and their gray hairs streamed  
terribly in the tempest. Around them, on every part of the deck, lay  
scattered mathematical instruments of the most quaint and obsolete  
construction.  
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