“Unusual sounds were heard on all sides. The deep-toned chorus of the sailor––the creaking of the capstan, and the clanking of the iron cogs––the “heave-ho!” at the windlass, and the grating of the huge anchor-chain, as link after link rasped through the rusty ring––sounds that warned us to make ready for a change.”
[The Rifle Rangers Or, Adventures of an Officer in Southern Mexico, vol.1, Reid, 1850]
Thomas Mayne Reid (1818 – 1883)


c.1850
“Ogni notte, al cessar del vento, la barca avanza lentamente, spinta dai remi, al monotono canto dei marinai….”
[Viaggio in Egitto, nel Sudan, in Siria ed in Palestina, (1850 – 51.), Dandolo, 1854]
Emilio Dandolo (1830 – 1859)