Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 68 | How then could she see her way? Is it not perilous enough to go forth upon thassa at all, even in full cognizance, even when assured of her smiles and charms, without venturing upon her in forbidden seasons, blind? It was not known why several tarns had not returned to the ship. |
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Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 65 | They were, after all, in a way, the eyes of the ship. |
| 8 | 66 | It was from such saddles that one might see afar. |
| 8 | 67 | Tersites, in his arrogance, his pride, and waywardness, had not deigned to give his vessel eyes. |
| 8 | 68 | How then could she see her way? Is it not perilous enough to go forth upon thassa at all, even in full cognizance, even when assured of her smiles and charms, without venturing upon her in forbidden seasons, blind? It was not known why several tarns had not returned to the ship. |
| 8 | 69 | One suspects they had been flighted east or south, obedient to the reins of deserters, understandably loathe to die on the ice. |
| 8 | 70 | But there were other thoughts, too. |
| 8 | 71 | Perhaps the tarns themselves, now unhobbled, unwilling to return to the imprisonment of the cramped cots below, where they had seen their fellows die, now drunk with their sudden freedom, in the cold, fine, piercing air, exhilarated, and exultant, had chosen to reclaim for themselves their rightful realm, the deep, broad, high country of the sky. |
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They were, after all, in a way, the eyes of the ship.
It was from such saddles that one might see afar.
Tersites, in his arrogance, his pride, and waywardness, had not deigned to give his vessel eyes.
How then could she see her way? Is it not perilous enough to go forth upon thassa at all, even in full cognizance, even when assured of her smiles and charms, without venturing upon her in forbidden seasons, blind? It was not known why several tarns had not returned to the ship.
One suspects they had been flighted east or south, obedient to the reins of deserters, understandably loathe to die on the ice.
But there were other thoughts, too.
Perhaps the tarns themselves, now unhobbled, unwilling to return to the imprisonment of the cramped cots below, where they had seen their fellows die, now drunk with their sudden freedom, in the cold, fine, piercing air, exhilarated, and exultant, had chosen to reclaim for themselves their rightful realm, the deep, broad, high country of the sky.
- (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 8)