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¡¡¡¡As we stroll the faubourgs through. ,¡¡¡¡In the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, he shouted: "So there is nothing for me!;¡¡¡¡"He gave me no instructions. I think I could?" he returned, inquiringly.,¡¡¡¡"My dearest darling... Mummy, my precious!..." she whispered incessantly, kissing her head, her hands, her face, and feeling her own irrepressible and streaming tears tickling her nose and cheeks.,The Hogwarts grounds never looked more inviting than when Harry had to stay indoors. For the next few days he spent all of his free time either in the library with Hermione and Ron, looking up hexes, or else in empty classrooms, which they sneaked into to practice. Harry was concentrating on the Stunning Spell, which he had never used before. The trouble was that practicing it involved certain sacrifices on Ron's and Hermione's part. ...,¡¡¡¡In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but he also forgets to be good..
¡¡¡¡The Orion was a ship that had been ailing for a long time; in the course of its previous cruises thick layers of barnacles had collected on its keel to such a degree as to deprive it of half its speed; it had gone into the dry dock the year before this, in order to have the barnacles scraped off, then it had put to sea again; but this cleaning had affected the bolts of the keel: in the neighborhood of the Balearic Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating in those days was not of sheet iron, the vessel had sprung a leak.,Don't break the connection. ,CHAPTER VI ,Solon, Justinian, Eadgar, Alphonsus of Castile, the Wise, that made the Siete Parados. ,¡¡¡¡In ten minutes the table was ready and a napkin spread on it. On the table were vodka, a flask of rum, white bread, roast mutton, and salt....,¡¡¡¡"Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire?;
¡¡¡¡The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This bundle contained a little woollen gown, an apron, a fustian bodice, a kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a girl of seven years.;¡¡¡¡It would be difficult to explain why and whither ants whose heap has been destroyed are hurrying: some from the heap dragging bits of rubbish, larvae, and corpses, others back to the heap, or why they jostle, overtake one another, and fight, and it would be equally difficult to explain what caused the Russians after the departure of the French to throng to the place that had formerly been Moscow. But when we watch the ants round their ruined heap, the tenacity, energy, and immense number of the delving insects prove that despite the destruction of the heap, something indestructible, which though intangible is the real strength of the colony, still exists; and similarly, though in Moscow in the month of October there was no government no churches, shrines, riches, or houses- it was still the Moscow it had been in August. All was destroyed, except something intangible yet powerful and indestructible.,!¡°Rita Skeeter goes out of her way to cause trouble, Amos!¡± Mrs. Weasley said angrily. ¡°I would have thought you'd know that, working at the Ministry!¡± !¡¡¡¡Dolokhov put away the money, called a footman whom he ordered to bring something for them to eat and drink before the journey, and went into the room where Khvostikov and Makarin were sitting..,... ;
,¡¡¡¡Then he added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also.".that he is most defective, and is most out of countenance in himself, that will the ,¡¡¡¡"She'd tired herself out, she'd run it down three times by herself," said Nicholas, also not listening to anyone and regardless of whether he were heard or not.,,¡¡¡¡"Even then he wanted to tell me what he told me the day he died," she thought. "He had always thought what he said then." And she recalled in all its detail the night at Bald Hills before he had the last stroke, when with a foreboding of disaster she had remained at home against his will. She had not slept and had stolen downstairs on tiptoe, and going to the door of the conservatory where he slept that night had listened at the door. In a suffering and weary voice he was saying something to Tikhon, speaking of the Crimea and its warm nights and of the Empress. Evidently he had wanted to talk. "And why didn't he call me? Why didn't he let me be there instead of Tikhon?" Princess Mary had thought and thought again now. "Now he will never tell anyone what he had in his soul. Never will that moment return for him or for me when he might have said all he longed to say, and not Tikhon but I might have heard and understood him. Why didn't I enter the room?" she thought. "Perhaps he would then have said to me what he said the day he died. While talking to Tikhon he asked about me twice. He wanted to see me, and I was standing close by, outside the door. It was sad and painful for him to talk to Tikhon who did not understand him. I remember how he began speaking to him about Lise as if she were alive- he had forgotten she was dead- and Tikhon reminded him that she was no more, and he shouted, 'Fool!' He was greatly depressed. From behind the door I heard how he lay down on his bed groaning and loudly exclaimed, 'My God!' Why didn't I go in then? What could he have done to me? What could I have lost? And perhaps he would then have been comforted and would have said that word to me." And Princess Mary uttered aloud the caressing word he had said to her on the day of his death. "Dear-est!" she repeated, and began sobbing, with tears that relieved her soul. She now saw his face before her. And not the face she had known ever since she could remember and had always seen at a distance, but the timid, feeble face she had seen for the first time quite closely, with all its wrinkles and details, when she stooped near to his mouth to catch what he said..¡¡¡¡Marius betook himself to Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac was no longer the imperturbable inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la Verrerie "for political reasons"; this quarter was one where, at that epoch, insurrection liked to install itself.!¡¡¡¡On Sunday morning Marya Dmitrievna invited her visitors to Mass at her parish church- the Church of the Assumption built over the graves of victims of the plague..;
;¡¡¡¡The sun had reached the other side of the house, and its slanting rays shone into the open window, lighting up the room and part of the morocco cushion at which Princess Mary was looking. The flow of her thoughts suddenly stopped. Unconsciously she sat up, smoothed her hair, got up, and went to the window, involuntarily inhaling the freshness of the clear but windy evening.,¡¡¡¡At first the noise of the falling bombs and shells only aroused curiosity. Ferapontov's wife, who till then had not ceased wailing under the shed, became quiet and with the baby in her arms went to the gate, listening to the sounds and looking in silence at the people.,,¡¡¡¡THE LAST SQUARE,¡¡¡¡At the first sound of trampling hoofs and shouting, Petya lashed his horse and loosening his rein galloped forward, not heeding Denisov who shouted at him. It seemed to Petya that at the moment the shot was fired it suddenly became as bright as noon. He galloped to the bridge. Cossacks were galloping along the road in front of him. On the bridge he collided with a Cossack who had fallen behind, but he galloped on. In front of him soldiers, probably Frenchmen, were running from right to left across the road. One of them fell in the mud under his horse's feet.,¡¡¡¡Bang.;¡¡¡¡"What is it, Nicholas?",¡¡¡¡It is true, that the Empire having been despotic, the kingdom by the natural reaction of things, was forced to be liberal, and that a constitutional order was the unwilling result of Waterloo, to the great regret of the conquerors..
¡¡¡¡"What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!",¡¡¡¡But afterwards, when she saw her father and especially little Koko (Nicholas), her resolve weakened. She wept quietly, and felt that she was a sinner who loved her father and little nephew more than God. !Harry finished his breakfast in the emptying Great Hall. He saw Fleur Delacour get up from the Ravenclaw table and join Cedric as he crossed to the side chamber and entered. Krum slouched off to join them shortly afterward. Harry stayed where he was. He really didn't want to go into the chamber. He had no family - no family who would turn up to see him risk his life, anyway. But just as he was getting up, thinking that he might as well go up to the library and do a spot more hex research, the door of the side chamber opened, and Cedric stuck his head out. ,¡¡¡¡The lining had been sewed up again.,¡¡¡¡In the meantime, let there be no halt, no hesitation, no pause in the grandiose onward march of minds.,,¡°Fine, thanks,¡± said Harry. ;¡¡¡¡Another, in the Rue du Cygne, was assailed by thirty young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword.,¡¡¡¡He told himself that it was plain, that the light of the world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to some one.,¡¡¡¡A little further on, on catching sight of a group of comfortable-looking persons, who seemed to be landed proprietors, he shrugged his shoulders and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as they passed:!
,¡¡¡¡The very question that had formerly tormented him, the thing he had continually sought to find- the aim of life- no longer existed for him now. That search for the aim of life had not merely disappeared temporarily- he felt that it no longer existed for him and could not present itself again. And this very absence of an aim gave him the complete, joyous sense of freedom which constituted his happiness at this time....¡¡¡¡"Yes, capitally.",RED,....;;!
DOCTOR,¡¡¡¡He examined this joy with a sort of wrath, and found it absurd.,...¡¡¡¡To have one's ear pulled by the Emperor was considered the greatest honor and mark of favor at the French court.,¡¡¡¡Having put up at an inn they both went to sleep, and next morning his companion was found robbed and with his throat cut. A bloodstained knife was found under the old merchant's pillow. He was tried, knouted, and his nostrils having been torn off, "all in due form" as Karataev put it, he was sent to hard labor in Siberia.,¡¡¡¡This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly applicable to Waterloo.,¡¡¡¡Pierre's gloomy, unhappy look struck her. She stopped in front of him. She wished to help him, to bestow on him the superabundance of her own happiness.;¡°I knew I could do it this time,¡± said Harry, ¡°because I'd already done it¡ Does that make sense?¡± ;¡¡¡¡When Kutuzov came out of the study and with lowered head was crossing the ballroom with his heavy waddling gait, he was arrested by someone's voice saying:;
,Andy clears his throat. Time's up. Tommy puts his pencil down,,,¡¡¡¡But to the generals, especially the foreign ones in the Russian army, who wished to distinguish themselves, to astonish somebody, and for some reason to capture a king or a duke- it seemed that now- when any battle must be horrible and senseless- was the very time to fight and conquer somebody. Kutuzov merely shrugged his shoulders when one after another they presented projects of maneuvers to be made with those soldiers- ill-shod, insufficiently clad, and half starved- who within a month and without fighting a battle had dwindled to half their number, and who at the best if the flight continued would have to go a greater distance than they had already traversed, before they reached the frontier.,¡¡¡¡Marius returned to No. 50-52 with great strides....RED (V.O.),LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡"I was so glad to hear of your safety. It was the first piece of good news we had received for a long time.";
¡¡¡¡"No, not long...";¡°How dare he,¡± Hagrid growled as they strode past the lake. ¡°How dare he accuse Dumbledore. Like Dumbledore'd do anythin¡¯ like that. Like Dumbledore wanted you in the tournament in the firs¡¯ place. Worried! I dunno when I seen Dumbledore more worried than he's bin lately. An¡¯ you!¡± Hagrid suddenly said angrily to Harry, who looked up at him, taken aback. ¡°What were yeh doin', wanderin¡¯ off with ruddy Krum? He's from Durmstrang, Harry! Coulda jinxed yeh right there, couldn he? Hasn¡¯ Moody taught yeh nothin'? ¡®Magine lettin him lure yeh off on yer own -¡± ,¡¡¡¡They began to laugh. They rally the grand meg and the grand dab.;¡¡¡¡"Bwing the prisoner here," said Denisov in a low voice, not taking his eyes off the French.,¡¡¡¡He took her on his back. Cosette, without letting go of Catherine, laid her head on Jean Valjean's shoulder, and there fell asleep. ,¡¡¡¡He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Bethisy, and directed his course towards the Halles.,¡¡¡¡At such times, a thunderbolt might have fallen thirty paces from them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other., ,¡¡¡¡"O Lord, O Lord! How starry it is! Tremendous! That means a hard frost...."!
¡¡¡¡"Maybe I do love a poor girl," said Nicholas to himself. "Am I to sacrifice my feelings and my honor for money? I wonder how Mamma could speak so to me. Because Sonya is poor I must not love her," he thought, "must not respond to her faithful, devoted love? Yet I should certainly be happier with her than with some doll-like Julie. I can always sacrifice my feelings for my family's welfare," he said to himself, "but I can't coerce my feelings. If I love Sonya, that feeling is for me stronger and higher than all else.";you to swallow. And when you d mine, you gonna swallow!,¡¡¡¡Marius stared at him in bewilderment....¡¡¡¡"Come! Balaga is here.";¡¡¡¡"Come then, I will go on horseback.,¡¡¡¡His bald head had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze upon the ashes on his hearth.,But she became considerably warmer toward Hermione after that. ;
¡¡¡¡The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of an ex-livery stable-keeper of bad repute, who had failed and who still kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds..¡¡¡¡"That's well."!? Leo Tolstoy...¡¡¡¡A whispering ensued.,¡¡¡¡His head steward came to him at Orel and Pierre reckoned up with him his diminished income. The burning of Moscow had cost him, according to the head steward's calculation, about two million rubles.,¡¡¡¡"16 Rue de la Verrerie.",,¡¡¡¡"That's always the way," thought Countess Mary. "He talks to everyone except me. I see... I see that I am repulsive to him, especially when I am in this condition." She looked down at her expanded figure and in the glass at her pale, sallow, emaciated face in which her eyes now looked larger than ever.;¡¡¡¡"But why don't you want to take it?" she asked again.!¡¡¡¡That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and divine quality, that, pure light as it is, and precisely because it is wholly light, it often casts a shadow in places where people had hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and the shadows of the despot contend with the brilliancy of the leader. Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Caesar, Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form..
¡¡¡¡Strange to say, in the sort of symphony which Marius had lived since he had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent past, had become so confused and distant to him, that what Cosette told him satisfied him completely. It did not even occur to him to tell her about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thenardier, about the burn, and about the strange attitude and singular flight of her father. Marius had momentarily forgotten all this; in the evening he did not even know that there had been a morning, what he had done, where he had breakfasted, nor who had spoken to him; he had songs in his ears which rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours when he saw Cosette.,¡¡¡¡They were going in the direction of Livry.,¡¡¡¡"Fine doings!" answered Dmitrievna. "For fifty-eight years have I lived in this world and never known anything so disgraceful!"...¡¡¡¡To-day the field of Waterloo has the calm which belongs to the earth, the impassive support of man, and it resembles all plains.!¡¡¡¡Ah! the hussies! If I catch them tripping!,,¡¡¡¡From that day a tender and passionate friendship such as exists only between women was established between Princess Mary and Natasha. They were continually kissing and saying tender things to one another and spent most of their time together. When one went out the other became restless and hastened to rejoin her. Together they felt more in harmony with one another than either of them felt with herself when alone. A feeling stronger than friendship sprang up between them; an exclusive feeling of life being possible only in each other's presence.,of one that cannot do amiss, they will throw in, into his other conditions, that he !...
,commonwealths, and good governments, do nourish virtue grown, but do not much mend the seeds. But the misery is, that the most effectual means are now applied to the ends least to be desired.,¡°Harry, your dad's ¡ª well ¡ª dead,¡± she said quietly. ,¡¡¡¡Half an hour later there appeared among the other mummers in the ballroom an old lady in a hooped skirt- this was Nicholas. A Turkish girl was Petya. A clown was Dimmler. An hussar was Natasha, and a Circassian was Sonya with burnt-cork mustache and eyebrows..¡°Yeh - yeh're not half-giant!¡± said Hagrid croakily. ,¡¡¡¡The king, who was laughing, continued to laugh, passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on these limbs of the law their former names, or nearly so.,¡¡¡¡There was no need to say more: Julie's face shone with triumph and self-satisfaction; but she forced Boris to say all that is said on such occasions- that he loved her and had never loved any other woman more than her. She knew that for the Penza estates and Nizhegorod forests she could demand this, and she received what she demanded..
¡¡¡¡THE LAST SQUARE,¡¡¡¡One of those emotions which are superior to man, which make him forget even to defend himself, seized upon the insurgents, and they approached the body with respectful awe.,It's very pretty, sir.,¡¡¡¡On the seventh of August Prince Bagration wrote as follows from his quarters at Mikhaylovna on the Smolensk road: ,¡¡¡¡So long as you go and come in your native land, you imagine that those streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones.;!¡¡¡¡"No."...
¡¡¡¡THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY ,¡¡¡¡"What was the good of bringing him?" Tikhon interrupted hastily and angrily- "that one wouldn't have done for you. As if I don't know what sort you want!";¡¡¡¡Not to speak of the fact that no description of the collective activity of men can do without the conception of power, the existence of power is proved both by history and by observing contemporary events....BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH..,¡¡¡¡Tryphon does not record these two finds, since Tryphon lived in the twelfth century, and since the devil does not appear to have had the wit to invent powder before Roger Bacon's time, and cards before the time of Charles VI.!,¡¡¡¡The heart draws back before voluptuousness only to love the more.;
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¡¡¡¡"Come now, you have a profession?,¡¡¡¡He glanced to the left.,¡¡¡¡"Mary," he said softly, going up to her, "it will never happen again; I give you my word. Never," he repeated in a trembling voice like a boy asking for forgiveness.!,¡¡¡¡The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in silence..¡¡¡¡In the silence that ensued, the snoring of those who had fallen asleep could be heard. Others turned over and warmed themselves, now and again exchanging a few words. From a campfire a hundred paces off came a sound of general, merry laughter.,¡¡¡¡"If she goes to her cousin first and then to another lady, she will be my wife," said Prince Andrew to himself quite to his own surprise, as he watched her. She did go first to her cousin.,¡¡¡¡Towards the middle of the Bridge, Cosette, whose feet were benumbed, wanted to walk.;
¡¡¡¡The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing.!cabinets, desks, paint supplies, etc. Andy enters. He hears a.The way of fortune is like the Milken Way in the sky; which is a meeting ;¡¡¡¡Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right!,¡¡¡¡And unwinding all the comfortable woollen which he had around his neck, he flung it on the thin and purple shoulders of the beggar-girl, where the scarf became a shawl once more.,? Leo Tolstoy.
...,¡¡¡¡While the Emperor had still been at Vilna, the forces had been divided into three armies. First, the army under Barclay de Tolly, secondly, the army under Bagration, and thirdly, the one commanded by Tormasov. The Emperor was with the first army, but not as commander in chief. In the orders issued it was stated, not that the Emperor would take command, but only that he would be with the army. The Emperor, moreover, had with him not a commander in chief's staff but the imperial headquarters staff. In attendance on him was the head of the imperial staff, Quartermaster General Prince Volkonski, as well as generals, imperial aides-de-camp, diplomatic officials, and a large number of foreigners, but not the army staff. Besides these, there were in attendance on the Emperor without any definite appointments: Arakcheev, the ex-Minister of War; Count Bennigsen, the senior general in rank; the Grand Duke Tsarevich Constantine Pavlovich; Count Rumyantsev, the Chancellor; Stein, a former Prussian minister; Armfeldt, a Swedish general; Pfuel, the chief author of the plan of campaign; Paulucci, an adjutant general and Sardinian emigre; Wolzogen- and many others. Though these men had no military appointment in the army, their position gave them influence, and often a corps commander, or even the commander in chief, did not know in what capacity he was questioned by Bennigsen, the Grand Duke, Arakcheev, or Prince Volkonski, or was given this or that advice and did not know whether a certain order received in the form of advice emanated from the man who gave it or from the Emperor and whether it had to be executed or not. But this was only the external condition; the essential significance of the presence of the Emperor and of all these people, from a courtier's point of view (and in an Emperor's vicinity all became courtiers), was clear to everyone. It was this: the Emperor did not assume the title of commander in chief, but disposed of all the armies; the men around him were his assistants. Arakcheev was a faithful custodian to enforce order and acted as the sovereign's bodyguard. Bennigsen was a landlord in the Vilna province who appeared to be doing the honors of the district, but was in reality a good general, useful as an adviser and ready at hand to replace Barclay. The Grand Duke was there because it suited him to be. The ex-Minister Stein was there because his advice was useful and the Emperor Alexander held him in high esteem personally. Armfeldt virulently hated Napoleon and was a general full of self-confidence, a quality that always influenced Alexander. Paulucci was there because he was bold and decided in speech. The adjutants general were there because they always accompanied the Emperor, and lastly and chiefly Pfuel was there because he had drawn up the plan of campaign against Napoleon and, having induced Alexander to believe in the efficacy of that plan, was directing the whole business of the war. With Pfuel was Wolzogen, who expressed Pfuel's thoughts in a more comprehensible way than Pfuel himself (who was a harsh, bookish theorist, self-confident to the point of despising everyone else) was able to do.,¡¡¡¡"The only thing is, we mustn't have children too soon," he continued, following an unconscious sequence of ideas.,¡¡¡¡When Pierre and his wife entered the drawing room the countess was in one of her customary states in which she needed the mental exertion of playing patience, and so- though by force of habit she greeted him with the words she always used when Pierre or her son returned after an absence: "High time, my dear, high time! We were all weary of waiting for you. Well, thank God!" and received her presents with another customary remark: "It's not the gift that's precious, my dear, but that you give it to me, an old woman..."- yet it was evident that she was not pleased by Pierre's arrival at that moment when it diverted her attention from the unfinished game.,¡¡¡¡"What a beast!" said Denisov with his former look of vexation. "What has he been doing all this time?"...¡¡¡¡When dealing with the affairs and papers of his dead wife, her memory aroused in him no feeling but pity that she had not known the bliss he now knew. Prince Vasili, who having obtained a new post and some fresh decorations was particularly proud at this time, seemed to him a pathetic, kindly old man much to be pitied.,¡¡¡¡"Today- it was the same affair. Oh, Mary, don't remind me of it!" and again he flushed. "I give you my word of honor it shan't occur again, and let this always be a reminder to me," and he pointed to the broken ring..
¡¡¡¡She no longer spoke, she no longer breathed; she had raised herself to a sitting posture, her thin shoulder emerged from her chemise; her face, which had been radiant but a moment before, was ghastly, and she seemed to have fixed her eyes, rendered large with terror, on something alarming at the other extremity of the room.,,...¡¡¡¡We were drawing back, he advanced!,¡¡¡¡Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the definitive.,¡¡¡¡The moon cast a livid light into this open space.,¡¡¡¡Metivier, shrugging his shoulders, went up to Mademoiselle Bourienne who at the sound of shouting had run in from an adjoining room.,,¡¡¡¡An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. He inquired of this usher:--;
¡¡¡¡ Only the expression of the will of the Deity, not dependent on time, can relate to a whole series of events occurring over a period of years or centuries, and only the Deity, independent of everything, can by His sole will determine the direction of humanity's movement; but man acts in time and himself takes part in what occurs.,¡¡¡¡"Arrested!",¡¡¡¡*"It is the talk of all Moscow. My word, I admire you!" ,¡¡¡¡He found himself most opportunely armed, as he had Javert's pistols with him.,No sir, he didn't!,,¡¡¡¡After staggering into Smolensk which seemed to them a promised land, the French, searching for food, killed one another, sacked their own stores, and when everything had been plundered fled farther.!
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;¡¡¡¡And he began to sob, and again tears flowed from his eyes. Princess Mary could no longer restrain herself and wept while she gazed at his face.,¡¡¡¡"The beginning of retreat!" cried Napoleon.,!¡¡¡¡Cosette's eyes were wide open, and her thoughtful air pained Jean Valjean.,¡¡¡¡"What orders, your excellency?" said the huntsman in his deep bass, deep as a proto-deacon's and hoarse with hallooing- and two flashing black eyes gazed from under his brows at his master, who was silent. "Can you resist it?" those eyes seemed to be asking..¡¡¡¡Rostopchin's broadsheets, headed by woodcuts of a drink shop, a potman, and a Moscow burgher called Karpushka Chigirin, "who- having been a militiaman and having had rather too much at the pub- heard that Napoleon wished to come to Moscow, grew angry, abused the French in very bad language, came out of the drink shop, and, under the sign of the eagle, began to address the assembled people," were read and discussed, together with the latest of Vasili Lvovich Pushkin's bouts rimes.,LastIndexNext.¡¡¡¡A dizzy multitude fills the roads, the paths, the bridges, the plains, the hills, the valleys, the woods, encumbered by this invasion of forty thousand men. Shouts despair, knapsacks and guns flung among the rye, passages forced at the point of the sword, no more comrades, no more officers, no more generals, an inexpressible terror.,;
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He senses a presence, looks over his shoulder. There's a Rita;,¡¡¡¡One no longer emerges from one's self except for the purpose of going off to dream. Idle production.,,¡¡¡¡This bandit refused to defend himself.,The whole table falls about laughing.,VOICE (O.S.),¡¡¡¡Make of it, soiling not, spoiling not, a petticoat fair with its bodice fine, which I will embroider and fill with flowers.'--`Madame, the child is no longer here; what is to be done?'--`Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury me.'...
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,¡¡¡¡Again we behold the abyss, as in the days of the barbarians; only the barbarism of 1815, which must be called by its pet name of the counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and halted short.,¡¡¡¡At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At nightfall lanterns placed at regular distances were lighted; they were ascended and descended by means of a rope, which traversed the street from side to side, and was adjusted in a groove of the post. The pulley over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope itself was protected by a metal case.,,¡¡¡¡At that moment of emotional tenderness young Nicholas' face, which resembled his father's, affected Pierre so much that when he had kissed the boy he got up quickly, took out his handkerchief, and went to the window. He wished to take leave of Princess Mary, but she would not let him go..¡¡¡¡"Oh, let me be! Why have you interfered at all? Why? Why? Who asked you to?" shouted Natasha, raising herself on the sofa and looking malignantly at Marya Dmitrievna.,¡¡¡¡However, he was thought to be dead, and this still further increased the obscurity which had gathered about him..
¡¡¡¡The attack of the right wing of the French on Papelotte was calculated, in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, to bar the passage against possible Prussians, to force Mont-Saint-Jean, to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence on Hal; nothing easier. With the exception of a few incidents this attack succeeded Papelotte was taken; La Haie-Sainte was carried.,¡°Help yerself,¡± said Hagrid, wiping his eyes on the back of his hand. ¡°Ar, he's righ', o¡¯ course - yeh're all righ'¡I bin stupid¡my ol¡¯ dad woulda bin ashamed o¡¯ the way I've bin behavin'.¡¡± More tears leaked out, but he wiped them away more forcefully, and said, ¡°Never shown you a picture of my old dad, have I? Here¡¡± !¡¡¡¡GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE!¡¡¡¡Natasha lay on the bed and in the semidarkness of the room scanned Princess Mary's face....¡¡¡¡He knew he had something more to say to her. But when he said it he was amazed at his own words.,BOOK NINE: 1812!
!¡¡¡¡It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of sheet iron, with a hood, which rose above a neighboring roof.!¡¡¡¡I won't go to his funeral.";,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"He'll make them get a move on, those fellows!" said another, laughing.;