I found each wave, instead of the big, smooth glossy mountain it looks from shore, or from a vessel’s deck, was for all the world like any range of hills on the dry land, full of peaks and smooth places and valleys. The coracle, left to herself, turning from side to side, threaded, so to speak, her way through these lower parts, and avoided the steep slopes and higher, toppling summits of the wave.
“Well, now
(итак),” thought I to myself (подумал я про себя), “it is plain I must lie where I am (ясно, что я должен лежать, где я есть), and not disturb the balance (и не нарушать равновесия); but it is plain, also, that I can put the paddle over the side (но также ясно, что я могу опустить за борт весло;It was very tiring, and slow work
(это было очень утомительной и медленной работой), yet I did visibly gain ground (и все же я продвинулся вперед;аttitude [`ætɪtju:d] infallibly [ɪn`fæləblɪ] promontory [`prɔməntrɪ]
“Well, now,” thought I to myself, “it is plain I must lie where I am, and not disturb the balance; but it is plain, also, that I can put the paddle over the side, and from time to time, in smooth places, give her a shove or two towards land.” No sooner thought upon than done. There I lay on my elbows, in the most trying attitude, and every now and again gave a weak stroke or two to turn her head to shore.
It was very tiring, and slow work, yet I did visibly gain ground; and, as we drew near the Cape of the Woods, though I saw I must infallibly miss that point, I had still made some hundred yards of easting. I was, indeed, close in. I could see the cool, green tree-tops swaying together in the breeze, and I felt sure I should make the next promontory without fail.