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R. Bentley, 1833 - 384 páginas
 

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Página 222 - My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music : it is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word ; which madness Would gambol from.
Página 315 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Página 221 - Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Página 292 - Ponsonby, when his cavalry receded from the squares they could not penetrate, when battalions were reduced to companies by the fire of his cannon, and still that
Página 79 - Tis your own doing, sir — I, I, I suppose you are perfectly satisfied. Abs. O, most certainly — sure, now, this is much better than being in love ! — ha ! ha ! ha ! — there's some spirit in this ! — What signifies breaking some scores of solemn promises : — all that's of no consequence, you know.
Página 154 - In prosperity, in adversity, on the field of battle, in council, on the throne, and in exile, France has been the sole and constant object of my thoughts and actions. Like the king of Athens, I sacrificed myself for my people, in the hope of realizing the promise given to preserve to France her natural integrity, her honours, and her rights.
Página 203 - Fire !' thundered from the colonel's lips, each face poured out its deadly volley — and in a moment the leading files of the French lay before the square, as if hurled by a thunderbolt to the earth. The assailants, broken and dispersed, galloped off for shelter to the tall rye, while a stream of musketry from the British square, carried death into the retreating squadrons.
Página 305 - Bolton's fall, when the Imperial Guards, led on by Marshal Ney, about half past seven o'clock, made their appearance from a corn-field, in close columns of grand divisions, nearly opposite, and within a distance of fifty yards from the muzzles of the guns. Orders were given to load with canister-shot; and literally five rounds were fired from each gun, with this destructive species of shot, before they showed the least symptom of giving way.
Página 155 - Frenchmen! my will is that of the people; my rights are their rights ; my honour, my glory, my happiness, can never be distinct from the honour, the glory, and the happiness of France.
Página 296 - But panic-stricken and disorganised, the French resistance was short and feeble. The Prussian cannon thundered in their rear ; the British bayonet was flashing in their front, and unable to stand the terror of the charge, they broke and fled.

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