The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, المجلد 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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الصفحة 56
... turned to stir the fire ere he again presented his face ; and then accosting me , apologized for his negligence in standing between me and the fire , to which he immediately invited me . The first word I uttered betrayed my country ...
... turned to stir the fire ere he again presented his face ; and then accosting me , apologized for his negligence in standing between me and the fire , to which he immediately invited me . The first word I uttered betrayed my country ...
الصفحة 71
... turned in for the night I took a quarter of an hour's walk on deck ; and felt delighted at the sight of a thousand twink- ling stars ; and not less so to hear the master give the word , " round in the weather braces ! " By ten o'clock ...
... turned in for the night I took a quarter of an hour's walk on deck ; and felt delighted at the sight of a thousand twink- ling stars ; and not less so to hear the master give the word , " round in the weather braces ! " By ten o'clock ...
الصفحة 84
... turning out the main guard and presenting arms having been gone through . In a few minutes I had the satisfaction of seeing the general seated in a cool and spacious room , where my large hammock was slung , and into which we speedily ...
... turning out the main guard and presenting arms having been gone through . In a few minutes I had the satisfaction of seeing the general seated in a cool and spacious room , where my large hammock was slung , and into which we speedily ...
الصفحة 86
... turned and twisted , so artfully did the fellow throw himself behind me at each move , that I almost doubted my sense of vision . I was at last obliged to dismount , and on look- ing under the animal's body , I saw the incubus crouching ...
... turned and twisted , so artfully did the fellow throw himself behind me at each move , that I almost doubted my sense of vision . I was at last obliged to dismount , and on look- ing under the animal's body , I saw the incubus crouching ...
الصفحة 104
... turned of sixty , was a hale , well - built person , of middle stature , a strongly marked countenance , but with much benignity of expression ; his long and shaggy eyebrows , shaded a pair of keen , penetrating eyes , which seemed to ...
... turned of sixty , was a hale , well - built person , of middle stature , a strongly marked countenance , but with much benignity of expression ; his long and shaggy eyebrows , shaded a pair of keen , penetrating eyes , which seemed to ...
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الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 39 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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