The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volume 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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... frigates remained to pick up stragglers , and take charge of about twenty transports prepared for the reception of the foreign brigade , the embarkation of which was the service to which the attention of my general was now so anxiously ...
... frigates remained to pick up stragglers , and take charge of about twenty transports prepared for the reception of the foreign brigade , the embarkation of which was the service to which the attention of my general was now so anxiously ...
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... frigate , accompanied by his brigade - major , Captain Roderic Grantz , ( a Dutch Scotchman ! ) an arrangement with which I did not feel much flattered ; but I heard all , and said nothing . I never met with a man of fewer words , or ...
... frigate , accompanied by his brigade - major , Captain Roderic Grantz , ( a Dutch Scotchman ! ) an arrangement with which I did not feel much flattered ; but I heard all , and said nothing . I never met with a man of fewer words , or ...
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... frigate . at which time the whole fleet was heaving short on their anchors . - At two another gun ! Top - sails sheeted home ! -All visiters be off ! " - Adieu , adieu ! 46 " Thus many part , whose parting is eternal ! " The last ...
... frigate . at which time the whole fleet was heaving short on their anchors . - At two another gun ! Top - sails sheeted home ! -All visiters be off ! " - Adieu , adieu ! 46 " Thus many part , whose parting is eternal ! " The last ...
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... frigates under topsails flanked its rear ; all the ships were well up in their stations . The Isle of Wight , distant about two leagues on our weather beam , seemed wrapt in a shroud of snow , through which the steeples of Nighton and ...
... frigates under topsails flanked its rear ; all the ships were well up in their stations . The Isle of Wight , distant about two leagues on our weather beam , seemed wrapt in a shroud of snow , through which the steeples of Nighton and ...
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... frigates , making all sail , stretched in towards shore , and did not rejoin us until late in the afternoon . I was sick to death the whole of the day , and heartily glad when the signal to bear away enabled me to enjoy my long ...
... frigates , making all sail , stretched in towards shore , and did not rejoin us until late in the afternoon . I was sick to death the whole of the day , and heartily glad when the signal to bear away enabled me to enjoy my long ...
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The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 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.
Page 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.
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