The story of Alec Drummond, of the 17th lancers, Bind 3;Bind 3201869 |
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Side 1
... thought was of Donald , but strain as I did my eyes in all directions , I could not perceive him anywhere . There seemed to be no longer a doubt that he was killed . The VOL . III . B reflection brought on a fit of profound despon ...
... thought was of Donald , but strain as I did my eyes in all directions , I could not perceive him anywhere . There seemed to be no longer a doubt that he was killed . The VOL . III . B reflection brought on a fit of profound despon ...
Side 4
... thought to meet you here , Alec ! " The meeting with my old companion was so entirely unexpected that I scarcely knew for the moment what to say or do . Mike , on his part , kept silent for a few minutes , his 4 ALEC DRUMMOND .
... thought to meet you here , Alec ! " The meeting with my old companion was so entirely unexpected that I scarcely knew for the moment what to say or do . Mike , on his part , kept silent for a few minutes , his 4 ALEC DRUMMOND .
Side 7
... thought you had been carried off into the interior of Russia , and I am very much astonished to find you here . How did it happen ? " I gave my friend , in as few words as I could , an outline of my varied fortunes , to which he ...
... thought you had been carried off into the interior of Russia , and I am very much astonished to find you here . How did it happen ? " I gave my friend , in as few words as I could , an outline of my varied fortunes , to which he ...
Side 19
... thought to behold a vision , when I saw my young friend Boris stand before me , at the side of an elderly gentle- man in general's uniform , whom I recognised as his father . The latter made a movement with his hand , upon which the ...
... thought to behold a vision , when I saw my young friend Boris stand before me , at the side of an elderly gentle- man in general's uniform , whom I recognised as his father . The latter made a movement with his hand , upon which the ...
Side 31
... thought I had ceased dreaming and was transplanted into fierce reality . A couple of soldiers laid hold of me , pinioned my arms , and led me forth from my couch , into a field close by the road . There were a number of Russian soldiers ...
... thought I had ceased dreaming and was transplanted into fierce reality . A couple of soldiers laid hold of me , pinioned my arms , and led me forth from my couch , into a field close by the road . There were a number of Russian soldiers ...
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17TH LANCERS able Alec Aloupka appeared asked Baidar Baktchi-Serai Balaclava beheld Black Sea boat Boris bottle broke caftan cavern close companion comrade conductor Cossacks Count Labanoff cousin cried Herr Ulrich Crimea dark doctor Donald door ejaculated evidently eyes face faint fancied feeling feet felt followed forward Foul Kouba Friedenthal front Galitzin give glance going half hand head horse hour instant interrupted Johann Karassou Lady Bertha lantern latter laugh leave Liprandi lips listening looked Mein Lieb Mike minutes Nikita once pause perceived Prince Labanoff prisoner prisoner of war rejoined road rock Russian scarce Schwartz Sebastopol seemed shake shoulder side silence Simpheropol smile soldiers sound speak staring step stood strange stretched sudden surprise Tartar tell thought tobacco smoke told tone took turned round uttered versts voice whip whispered Wiuga words
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Side 47 - And turn poltroons as valiant : For men as resolute appear, With too much as too little fear ; And, when they're out of hopes of flying, Will run away from death by dying ; Or turn again to stand it out, And those they fled, like lions, rout. This...
Side 33 - Believe me, royal youth, thy fruit must be, Or gather'd ripe, or rot upon the tree. Heav'n has to all allotted, soon or late, Some lucky revolution of their fate...
Side 108 - An angel came ! He spoke, and it was done ! He spoke, and at his call a mighty wind, Not like the fitful blast, with fury blind, But deep, majestic, in its destined course, Sprung with unerring, unrelenting force, From the bright east. Tides duly ebbed and flowed, Stars rose and set, and new horizons glowed ; Yet still it blew ! As with primeval sway Still did its ample spirit, night and day, Move on the waters...
Side 213 - Tis poetical and pretty. This is it: When the sun sets, shadows that show'd at noon But small, appear most long and terrible: So when we think fate hovers o'er our heads, Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds: Owls, ravens, crickets, seem the watch of death; Nature's worst vermin scare her godlike sons: Echoes, the very leavings of a voice, Grow babbling ghosts, and call us to our graves. Each mole-hill thought swells to a huge Olympus; While we...
Side 307 - The treasures of the deep are not so precious As are the conceal'd comforts of a man Locked up in woman's love. I scent the air Of blessings, when I come but near the house. What a delicious breath marriage sends forth. The violet bed's not sweeter.
Side 64 - THE SEA THE Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Side 271 - With respect to Duels, indeed, I have my own ideas. Few things, in this so surprising world, strike me with more surprise. Two little visual Spectra of men, hovering with insecure enough cohesion in the midst of the UNFATHOMABLE, and to dissolve therein, at any rate, very soon, — make pause at the distance of twelve paces asunder; whirl round; and, simultaneously by the cunningest mechanism, explode one another into Dissolution; and off-hand become Air, and Non-extant!
Side 233 - Lo ! she cometh in her beauty, Stately with a Juno grace, Raven locks, Madonna-braided O'er her sweet and blushing face : Eyes of deepest violet, beaming With the love that knows not shame — Lips, that thrill my inmost being With the utterance of a name. And I bend the knee before her, As a captive ought to bow, — Pray thee, listen to my pleading, Sovereign of my soul art thou...