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| 17 | 233 | The man on the View more quotes about height">height of the prow, his builders' glass slung about his shoulder, standing, his feet fixed in ropes, was waving his cap in the air. |
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| 17 | 230 | It was very cold, and it now seemed to me that the outcome of the battle was written on that great board, the width of the horizon, the pieces ships and men, which lay burning and smoking in the distance. |
| 17 | 231 | The wind whipped past. |
| 17 | 232 | Then I heard a cry from below me, and a cheer. |
| 17 | 233 | The man on the height of the prow, his builders' glass slung about his shoulder, standing, his feet fixed in ropes, was waving his cap in the air. |
| 17 | 234 | The oarsmen below were crying out and waving their caps. |
| 17 | 235 | I snapped open the glass of the builders. |
| 17 | 236 | From both the north and the south, like distant black slivers knifing through the cold waters of Thassa, masts down, came the fleets of the fifth wave. |