Lionel Lincoln: Or, the Leaguer of Boston |
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affected Agnes already Americans answered appeared approached arms army attention believe better blood body Boston captain Cecil child close companion continued countenance cried danger deep door exclaimed expression eyes face fear feelings fire followed give glance hand head hear heard heart hill hour instant interrupted king known lady leave Lechmere less light Lionel listen live look Major Lincoln manner master means Meriton moment mother moved nature never night officer once party passed person Polwarth possession presence raised Ralph reason returned scene secret seemed seen short side silent smile soldier soon sounds speak step stood stranger streets suffering thing thou thought tion took town troops turned usual voice whole wish woman young
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Сторінка 229 - Lionel waited but a moment for an explanation : the flaming balls were soon seen taking their wide circuit in the air and carrying their desolation among the close and inflammable roofs of the opposite town. In a very few minutes a dense black smoke arose from the deserted buildings, and forked flames played actively along the heated shingles as though rioting in their unmolested possession of the place.
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Сторінка 226 - How exceeding soldier-like ! and with what accuracy his 'first-arm ascends the hill,' towards his enemy !" The intensity of his feelings prevented Major Lincoln from replying, and the other soon forgot tliat he had spoken, in the overwhelming anxiety of the moment. The advance of the British line, so beautiful and slow, resembled rather the ordered steadiness of a drill, than an approach to a deadly struggle. Their standards fluttered proudly above them ; and there were moments when the wild music...
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| Назва | Lionel Lincoln: Or, the Leaguer of Boston Cooper's novels, James Fenimore Cooper On spine: Cooper's Novels |
| Автор | James Fenimore Cooper |
| Видавець | W.A. Townsend, 1859 |
| Оригінал із | Гарвардський університет |
| Оцифровано | 29 січ. 2008 |
| Обсяг | 464 стор. |
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