The novel that launched the astonishing career of one of the 20th century’s greatest writers of action and suspense – an acclaimed classic of heroism and the sea in World War II. Now reissued in a new cover style.The story of men who rose to heroism, and then to something greater, HMS Ulysses takes its place alongside The Caine Mutiny and The Cruel Sea as one of the classic novels of the navy at war.It is the compelling story of Convoy FR77 to Murmansk – a voyage that pushes men to the limits of human endurance, crippled by enemy attack and the bitter cold of the Arctic.
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Alistair MacLean. HMS Ulysses
HMS Ulysses. Alistair Maclean
Dedication
Copyright
Epigraph
Contents
Maps
ONE Prelude: Sunday Afternoon
TWO Monday Morning
THREE Monday Afternoon
FOUR Monday Night
FIVE Tuesday
SIX Tuesday Night
SEVEN Wednesday Night
EIGHT Thursday Night
NINE Friday Morning
TEN Friday Afternoon
ELEVEN Friday Evening
TWELVE Saturday
THIRTEEN Saturday Afternoon
FOURTEEN Saturday Evening I
FIFTEEN Saturday Evening II
SIXTEEN Saturday Night
SEVENTEEN Sunday Morning
EIGHTEEN Epilogue
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Acknowledgements
About the Author. ALISTAIR MACLEAN
Books By Alistair MacLean
About the Publisher
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To Gisela
‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Though much is taken, much abides; and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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‘They haven’t. I only said it was made in Coll…How did things go up top, sir?’
‘Bloody awful. His nibs threatened to string us all from the yardarm. Took a special dislike to me—said I was to be booted off the ship instanter. Meant it, too.’
