The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Zväzok 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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Strana 8
... quarter of a century before . He had long since turned his sword into a plough - share , and now prided himself as much on his abilities as drill farmer , as he had formerly done on his merits as drill major . His name being unknown in ...
... quarter of a century before . He had long since turned his sword into a plough - share , and now prided himself as much on his abilities as drill farmer , as he had formerly done on his merits as drill major . His name being unknown in ...
Strana 11
... quarters of my regiment for several weeks , an ig- norance which was shared by the war offices of both countries . I , therefore , made every arrangement for proceeding to Lime- rick , the former head - quarters , to take instructions ...
... quarters of my regiment for several weeks , an ig- norance which was shared by the war offices of both countries . I , therefore , made every arrangement for proceeding to Lime- rick , the former head - quarters , to take instructions ...
Strana 20
... quarters . The only field - officer present with what was called the re- giment , was a major lately arrived from India , a mild , gentle- manly character , extremely dull of hearing ; whose voice was never raised beyond its natural ...
... quarters . The only field - officer present with what was called the re- giment , was a major lately arrived from India , a mild , gentle- manly character , extremely dull of hearing ; whose voice was never raised beyond its natural ...
Strana 21
... quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot , who always filled a bumper , and never spoke a word . Of the lieutenants , one was a crazed old yan- kee loyalist , perpetually boring the mess with stories of " Sta- ten Island ...
... quarters . The cap- tain was a fat , sulky sot , who always filled a bumper , and never spoke a word . Of the lieutenants , one was a crazed old yan- kee loyalist , perpetually boring the mess with stories of " Sta- ten Island ...
Strana 23
... quarters ; that opinion , however , gave me not a moment's uneasiness . With the exception of Harrington , who was himself so impatient to leave the regiment that he would have exchanged into one of the black corps then raising , I left ...
... quarters ; that opinion , however , gave me not a moment's uneasiness . With the exception of Harrington , who was himself so impatient to leave the regiment that he would have exchanged into one of the black corps then raising , I left ...
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Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 39 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Strana 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.
Strana 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