Little Classics, Količina 11Rossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin, 1875 |
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Stran 170 - And there he maketh the hungry to dwell, that they may prepare a city for habitation; 37 And sow the fields, and plant vineyards, which may yield fruits of increase.
Stran 149 - ... Kuranosuke" did. The latter, however, determined thoroughly to delude the enemy into a false security, went on leading a dissolute life with harlots and winebibbers. One day, as he was returning home drunk from some low haunt, he fell down in the street and went to sleep, and all the passers-by laughed him to scorn. It happened that a Satsuma man saw this, and said : " Is not this Oishi Kuranosuke...
Stran 134 - Oh, for the voice that could bid that sun stand still ! I turn to the battle again : those three flags have taken flight ! They are upward bound. The race of the flags is growing every moment more terrible.
Stran 126 - A heavy rebel work, packed with the enemy, rimming it like a battlement. That work carried, and what then? A hill, struggling up out of the valley, four hundred feet, rained on by bullets, swept by shot and shell ; another line of works, and then, up like a Gothic roof rough with rocks, a wreck with fallen trees, four hundred more ; another ring of fire and iron, and then the crest, and then the enemy.
Stran 152 - ... shall attack our enemy in his palace ; his retainers will certainly resist us, and we shall be obliged to kill them. But to slay old men and women and children is a pitiful thing ; therefore, I pray you each one to take great heed lest you kill a single helpless person.
Stran 235 - ... Prussians, he told them, had forced him to be their guide, had knotted him tight to a trooper's saddle, and had dragged him with them until he was half dead with fatigue and pain. At night he had broken from them and had fled. They were close at hand, he said, and had burned the town from end to end because a man had fired at them from a housetop. That was all he knew. Bernadou, who had gone out to hear his news, returned into the house and sat down and hid his face within his hands. " If I resist...
Stran 163 - ... that must have been any age at the time of the tragedy, and is now tumbling to pieces; tattered trousers of what once was rich silk brocade, now all unravelled and befringed; scraps of leather, part of an old gauntlet, crests and badges, bits of sword handles, spear-heads and dirks, the latter all red with rust, but with certain patches more deeply stained as if the fatal clots of blood were never to be blotted out: all these were reverently shown to us. Among the confusion and litter were a...
Stran 203 - War and rumours of war, revolutions and counter-revolutions, empires and insurrections, military and political questions — these all were for it things unknown and unheard of, mighty winds that arose and blew and swept the lands around it, but never came near enough to harm it, lying there, as it did, in its loneliness like any lark's nest. Even in the great days of the Revolution it had been quiet. It had had a lord whom it loved in the old castle on the hill at whose feet it nestled ; it had...
Stran 135 - Things are growing desperate up aloft ; the rebels tumble rocks upon the rising line ; they light the fuses and roll shells down the steep ; they load the guns with handfuls of cartridges in their haste ; and as if there were powder in the word, they shout " Chickamauga !
Stran 144 - ... and as he deemed that the presents which the two daimios, according to time-honoured custom, had brought him in. return for his instruction, were mean and unworthy, he conceived a great hatred against them, and took no pains in teaching them, but on the contrary rather sought to make laughing-stocks of them. Takumi no Kami, restrained by a stern sense of duty, bore his insults with patience, but Kamei Sama, who had less control over his temper, was violently incensed and determined to kill Kotsuke...