The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volumen2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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Página 9
... - plorable ; of the poor horses , those which the campaign had spared , the bullet finished . CHAPTER III . But happy they , the happiest of 2 * OR , THE SOLDIER OF fortune . 9 One day, while poring over a file of Irish ...
... - plorable ; of the poor horses , those which the campaign had spared , the bullet finished . CHAPTER III . But happy they , the happiest of 2 * OR , THE SOLDIER OF fortune . 9 One day, while poring over a file of Irish ...
Página 13
... poor Irish recruits uttered the national howl , believing them- selves destined for the regions below ; an apprehension from which they did not feel themselves perfectly free until our boat once more emerged from the tunnel into the ...
... poor Irish recruits uttered the national howl , believing them- selves destined for the regions below ; an apprehension from which they did not feel themselves perfectly free until our boat once more emerged from the tunnel into the ...
Página 21
... poor , half - civilized Irish serfs , who formed it , were ever destined to enjoy . With the exception of the major , I never beheld a more ob- jectionable group than the officers at head - quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot ...
... poor , half - civilized Irish serfs , who formed it , were ever destined to enjoy . With the exception of the major , I never beheld a more ob- jectionable group than the officers at head - quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot ...
Página 27
... poor Irish weavers : but I had not a Macnab for my spokesman ; so that when I received the order to repair to head - quarters , which had been now changed to Leeds , I ex- perienced none of those anxieties for the safety of my charge ...
... poor Irish weavers : but I had not a Macnab for my spokesman ; so that when I received the order to repair to head - quarters , which had been now changed to Leeds , I ex- perienced none of those anxieties for the safety of my charge ...
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... poor weaver , rising before light , toils incessantly all day ; his children , instead of pursuing those amusements natu- ral to youth , share in his toils , not merely while day - light lasts , but pursuing that labour by the light of ...
... poor weaver , rising before light , toils incessantly all day ; his children , instead of pursuing those amusements natu- ral to youth , share in his toils , not merely while day - light lasts , but pursuing that labour by the light of ...
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The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 205 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 98 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Página 92 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Página 39 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Página 201 - The adventures follow each other with delightful rapidity and variety ; occasionally there is a deep and thrilling touch of pathos, which we feel not a bit the less acutely, because the trouble and wo of the parties have originated in the familiar and somewhat laughable act of pulling an ear.
Página 202 - Admirable. Truly, intensely Irish. The whole book has the brogue — never were the outrageous whimsicalities of that strange, wild, imaginative people so characteristically displayed; nor, in the midst of all the fun, frolic, and folly, is there any dearth of poetry, pathos, and passion. The author's a jewel, and he will be reviewed next number. Shepherd. The Eerishers are marchin in leeterature, pawri pashu? wi