Love and Fantasy in the Cuckoo IslandsWesma Publishers, 2003 - 167 pagini A story of romance and adventure in the South Pacific, involving a castaway who treks across several islands and meets a number of colorful characters, including a spy, an intelligence officer and refugees, as well as charming girls and women. The hero settles down in his new country and joins a club, whose members discuss the world situation at the end of the second millenium |
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Pagina 11
... morning of that day I went for a day trip on a small boat with room for twenty - five or thirty passengers , only half - filled with tourists . The captain , who served also as the helmsman , was eager to take whomever he could find , a ...
... morning of that day I went for a day trip on a small boat with room for twenty - five or thirty passengers , only half - filled with tourists . The captain , who served also as the helmsman , was eager to take whomever he could find , a ...
Pagina 12
... morning was fairly overcast with a few rays of sun here and there shining through the clouds . This may have discouraged some tourists from joining us in spite of the captain's assurances that a fair day was forecast , that there would ...
... morning was fairly overcast with a few rays of sun here and there shining through the clouds . This may have discouraged some tourists from joining us in spite of the captain's assurances that a fair day was forecast , that there would ...
Pagina 16
... morning , my first morning on the island , to my great surprise I found myself all alone . Was the woman gone ? How could she disappear ? Oh , perhaps she just needed to get up to relieve herself . I felt , actually , such a need myself ...
... morning , my first morning on the island , to my great surprise I found myself all alone . Was the woman gone ? How could she disappear ? Oh , perhaps she just needed to get up to relieve herself . I felt , actually , such a need myself ...
Pagina 21
... morning we went fishing and regularly caught plenty of fish for the whole day . For breakfast we had coconuts but for lunch and supper we always had fish . During the day I was trying to figure out how to make something useful to ...
... morning we went fishing and regularly caught plenty of fish for the whole day . For breakfast we had coconuts but for lunch and supper we always had fish . During the day I was trying to figure out how to make something useful to ...
Pagina 24
... morning , really at the dawn of the day . I put my hand on her belly and tried to put the other around her neck . She jumped up like a fury . " Listen , Hubert , you are strong enough to rape me and I would not be able to prevent it ...
... morning , really at the dawn of the day . I put my hand on her belly and tried to put the other around her neck . She jumped up like a fury . " Listen , Hubert , you are strong enough to rape me and I would not be able to prevent it ...
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Albanians Aroha asked Bacon beer boat Bohunk border bottles Cathy coconuts convent school cooking couple Cuckoo Islands Danley day after tomorrow discussion drink erotic eventually excess wealth eyes Father Cornelius feel felt film fish Foxtown Fred friends girl Hamsa hand happened happy Herb Hua Hua identity document immigrant intelligence interest Jesse Kirk kiss knew labor labor camp Lenin Lily lived looked marriage married married couples meals mind morning Mother Superior mouth-to-mouth resuscitation never night Noa Roa penis perhaps realized refugee camp Robbie Roberta seemed Shiffer Sidney situation sleep Sleeper Society someone soon speak Stalin started stay sure talk thought tomorrow took touch vasectomy waiting walked weeks wife wind woman women wondered young
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Pagina viii - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Pagina viii - O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird...
Pagina 145 - But there is another factor which should be taken into account," the Yid joined the discussion, "namely, the desire of the public to be entertained at whatever cost.