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Sometimes it feels like this book is 75% nautical jargon I don't understand. Cool but mostly meaningless words:
"'Trice up. Lay out.'
The calls agin, and the topmen hurried out on the yards. They cast off the gaskets, the lines that held the sails tight furled to the yards; they gathered the canvas.
'Sheet home. Hoist away. Cheerly there in the foretop. T'garns'l sheets. Hands to the braces. Belay'" (76).
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"'Trice up. Lay out.'
The calls agin, and the topmen hurried out on the yards. They cast off the gaskets, the lines that held the sails tight furled to the yards; they gathered the canvas.
'Sheet home. Hoist away. Cheerly there in the foretop. T'garns'l sheets. Hands to the braces. Belay'" (76).
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