Stories from Russia, Siberia, Poland and CircassiaRussell Lee T. Nelson, 1853 - 444 sider |
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Side 20
... French ambas- sador , however , took some offence at the policy of the Russian court in the election of the King of Poland ; and having remained aloof during these civilities , the Czar took such offence at the slight , that he refused ...
... French ambas- sador , however , took some offence at the policy of the Russian court in the election of the King of Poland ; and having remained aloof during these civilities , the Czar took such offence at the slight , that he refused ...
Side 50
... French general , to whose advice and instructions the Czar owed his first knowledge of military tactics , is ascribed to the keen sense of in- dignity which preyed on his mind in consequence of being subjected to such an assault as the ...
... French general , to whose advice and instructions the Czar owed his first knowledge of military tactics , is ascribed to the keen sense of in- dignity which preyed on his mind in consequence of being subjected to such an assault as the ...
Side 77
... French- men with the memory of fruitless victories and terrible disasters . The flames of the burning city , kindled by the inhabitants themselves in 1812 , glared ominously on the deceitful triumph of the most celebrated warrior of ...
... French- men with the memory of fruitless victories and terrible disasters . The flames of the burning city , kindled by the inhabitants themselves in 1812 , glared ominously on the deceitful triumph of the most celebrated warrior of ...
Side 108
... French civiliza- tion , of which its owner can make no use , while , beneath his own showy Parisian dressing - gown , the curious eye may catch a glimpse of the coarse , dirty shirt , and other still more unmistakeable indications of ...
... French civiliza- tion , of which its owner can make no use , while , beneath his own showy Parisian dressing - gown , the curious eye may catch a glimpse of the coarse , dirty shirt , and other still more unmistakeable indications of ...
Side 109
... French , English , and even Americans . As we steamed northward , we dashed through archi- pelago after archipelago of islands , some with bold and rocky shores , and others sloping greenly down . to the tranquil sea . Having passed the ...
... French , English , and even Americans . As we steamed northward , we dashed through archi- pelago after archipelago of islands , some with bold and rocky shores , and others sloping greenly down . to the tranquil sea . Having passed the ...
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Achulko Anapa ancient appearance arms army beautiful Black Sea Bogdan Boleslas bound in cloth bridges capital Caucasian Caucasus character chief church Circassians civilization Cloth gilt command Cossacks crime Crimea cross crown Czar despotic Emperor empire Empress enemy Engravings escape Europe exiles favour Foolscap 8vo force foreign French Gilt leaves Grabbe grand Gulf of Finland hand head hetman honour horses hundred imperial John Casimir king lady Lake Ladoga means military Morocco elegant Moscow mountain Muscovite nations nearly Neatly bound Neva night nobles officers palace passed Peter Petersburg Poland Poles Polish present priests Prince Prince Potemkin prisoners rank retreat river Royal 32mo Russian Russian empire sacred Salta says scene Schamil seemed seen serfs Siberia side singular soldiers soon story struggle Tartars thousand tion took town traveller tribes troops Turks Ukraine valley vast whole
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Side 239 - KOSCIUSKO fell! The sun went down, nor ceased the carnage there. Tumultuous Murder shook the midnight air — On Prague's proud arch...
Side 239 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save ! — Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep those lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains ! By that dread name, we wave the sword on high ! And swear for her to live ! — with her to die...
Side 240 - Departed spirits of the mighty dead! Ye that at Marathon and Leuctra bled! Friends of the world! restore your swords to man, Fight in his sacred cause, and lead the van! Yet for Sarmatia's tears of blood atone, And make her arm puissant as your own! Oh! once again to Freedom's cause return The patriot TELL — the BRUCE OF BANNOCKBURN!
Side 239 - Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form, Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm. Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly, Revenge or death...
Side 239 - Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of Time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Side 313 - The weak and helpless either shrunk back from the fray, and sat down to wait their fate at a distance, or, mixing in it, were thrust over the bridges, crushed under carriages, cut down perhaps with sabres, or trampled to death under the feet of their countrymen. All this while the action continued with fury, and, as if the Heavens meant to match their wrath with that of man, a hurricane arose, and added terrors to a scene which was already of a character sodreadful.
Side 53 - ... nothing for two days before. Carpenters and shipwrights sit next to the Czar, but senators, ministers, generals, priests, sailors, buffoons of all kinds, sit pell-mell without any distinction. ' ' The first course consists of nothing but cold meats, among which are hams, dried tongues, and the like, which not being liable to such tricks as shall be mentioned hereafter, strangers ordinarily make their whole meal of them, without tasting anything else, though, generally speaking, every one takes...
Side 288 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Side 238 - Pealed her loud drum, and twanged her trumpet horn ; Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her van, Presaging wrath to Poland — and to man ! Warsaw's last champion from her height surveyed, Wide o'er the fields, a waste of ruin laid; Oh, Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save ! Is there no hand on high to shield the brave?
Side 54 - Russian does not care to mix the sauces of the different dishes together, he pours the soup that is left in his plate either into the dish or into his neighbour's plate, or even under the table, after which he licks his .plate clean with his finger, and, last of all, wipes it with the tablecloth.