The Poems Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich (volume 7) by Thomas Bailey AldrichThe Poems Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich (volume 7) by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

The Poems Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich (volume 7)

byThomas Bailey Aldrich

Paperback | January 10, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1897. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... A detachment of French troops bivouacked on the edge of the forest of Covelleda -- A sentinel is seen on the cliffs overhanging the camp -- The guard is relieved in dumb show as the dialogue progresses -- Louvois and Laboissiere, wrapped in greatcoats, are seated by a smouldering fire of brushwood in the foreground-- Starlight. With eyes staring at nothing, like an Egyptian idol! This is not amusing. You are as gloomy to-night as an undertaker out of employment LOUVOIS, starting from a reverie Eh? What is it? I must have slept. LABOISSIERE LOUVOIS Say, rather, an executioner who loathes his trade. No, I was not asleep. I cannot sleep with this business on my conscience. LABOISSIERE In affairs like this, conscience goes to the rear -- with the sick and wounded. LOUVOIS One may be forgiven, or can forgive himself, many a cruel thing done in the heat of battle; but to steal upon a defenceless village, and in cold blood sabre old men, women, and children -- that revolts me. LABOISS1ERK What must be, must be. LOUVOIS Yes -- the poor wretches. LABOISSIERK The orders are LOUVOIS Every soul! LABOISSIERE They have brought it upon themselves, if that comforts them. Every defile in these infernal mountains bristles with carabines; every village gives shelter or warning to the guerrillas. The army is being decimated by assassination. It is the same ghastly story throughout Castile and Estremadura. After we have taken a town we lose more men than it cost us to storm it. I would rather look into the throat of a battery at forty paces than attempt to pass through certain streets in Madrid or Burgos after nightfall. You go in at one end, but, diantre / you don't come out at the other. LOUVOIS What would you have? It is life or death with these people. LABOISSIERE I would have t...
Title:The Poems Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich (volume 7)Format:PaperbackDimensions:82 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.17 inPublished:January 10, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:021775838X

ISBN - 13:9780217758383