The Arabian Nights



The pilot changed colour at this account, and throwing his turban on the deck with one hand, and beating his breast with the other, cried, “Oh, Sir, we are all lost; not one of us can escape; and with all my skill it is not in my power to effect our deliverance.” Having spoken thus, he lamented like a man who foresaw unavoidable ruin; his despondence threw the whole ship’s crew into consternation. I asked him what reason he had thus to despair? He exclaimed,


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The pilot changed colour at this account, and throwing his turban on the deck with one hand, and beating his breast with the other, cried, “Oh, Sir, we are all lost; not one of us can escape; and with all my skill it is not in my power to effect our deliverance.” Having spoken thus, he lamented like a man who foresaw unavoidable ruin; his despondence threw the whole ship’s crew into consternation. I asked him what reason he had thus to despair? He exclaimed,


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