Stories from Russia, Siberia, Poland and CircassiaRussell Lee T. Nelson, 1853 - 444 sider |
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Side 17
... night was far advanced , and made him work as he did himself in the Hun- garian vineyards . Tirmond , in short was in full possession of the good graces of the Czar . One day , when drunk , Tirmond fell into a rage with an old and ...
... night was far advanced , and made him work as he did himself in the Hun- garian vineyards . Tirmond , in short was in full possession of the good graces of the Czar . One day , when drunk , Tirmond fell into a rage with an old and ...
Side 31
... night , and the next day before noon appeared suddenly at Petersburg . He went directly to the church , where he was received by the priests , and conducted to the miraculous image . The Czar , it is true , did not perceive any tears ...
... night , and the next day before noon appeared suddenly at Petersburg . He went directly to the church , where he was received by the priests , and conducted to the miraculous image . The Czar , it is true , did not perceive any tears ...
Side 41
... orders to make such preparations at the country house , during the night , as were necessary to give the Czar a suit- able reception . The following day , in the forenoon , they set THE FOUNDING OF ST . PETERSBURG . 41.
... orders to make such preparations at the country house , during the night , as were necessary to give the Czar a suit- able reception . The following day , in the forenoon , they set THE FOUNDING OF ST . PETERSBURG . 41.
Side 83
... night was sufficiently advanced , the mountain of Kanieff burst into a flame : a winding fosse having been dug in its sides , all round , filled with combustible matter . When fully lighted up , it pre- RUSSIA IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY .
... night was sufficiently advanced , the mountain of Kanieff burst into a flame : a winding fosse having been dug in its sides , all round , filled with combustible matter . When fully lighted up , it pre- RUSSIA IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY .
Side 98
... night ; wild caverns ; temples of Diana ; nomade tribes , camels , and dromedaries , wandering in the desert ... nights , the illusion of which has just been dispelled . CHAPTER VII . RUSSIA AS IT IS . It is 98 RUSSIA IN THE EIGHTEENTH ...
... night ; wild caverns ; temples of Diana ; nomade tribes , camels , and dromedaries , wandering in the desert ... nights , the illusion of which has just been dispelled . CHAPTER VII . RUSSIA AS IT IS . It is 98 RUSSIA IN THE EIGHTEENTH ...
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Achulko amid Anapa ancient appeared arms army beautiful Black Sea Boleslas bound in cloth bridges capital Caspian Sea Caucasian Caucasus cavalry character chief church Circassians civilization command Cossacks crime Crimea cross crown Czar death despotic Emperor empire Empress enemy escape Europe exiles favour fire Foolscap 8vo force French Gilt leaves grand hand Hattav head hetman honour horses host hundred imperial inhabitants invaders John Casimir king Lake Ladoga length military Morocco elegant Moscow mountain Muscovite Napoleon Neatly bound Neva night nobles officers passed Peter Petersburg plain Poland Poles Polish present priest Prince prisoners rank retreat river Russian Russian empire sacred Salta says scene Schamil seemed seen serfs Siberia side singular soldiers soon spirit story struggle Tartars thousand tion town traveller treaty of Adrianople tribes troops Turks Ukraine valley vast victories Volhynia walls whole wounded
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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.