And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 133
... legs . A little way off lay a light bay horse , saddled with an old and battered saddle , the pommels painted with ochre . Grigory's and Prokhor's horses were growing tired . It was time they had a feed , but Grigory did not feel like ...
... legs . A little way off lay a light bay horse , saddled with an old and battered saddle , the pommels painted with ochre . Grigory's and Prokhor's horses were growing tired . It was time they had a feed , but Grigory did not feel like ...
Pagina 400
... leg I'd show them how to fight the enemy ! We old men are a sturdy lot ! " { " They say the sturdy old men ran so ... legs like that ? And why are you so upset about it , Filip Agevich ? God forgive me , but what the devil is the use ...
... leg I'd show them how to fight the enemy ! We old men are a sturdy lot ! " { " They say the sturdy old men ran so ... legs like that ? And why are you so upset about it , Filip Agevich ? God forgive me , but what the devil is the use ...
Pagina 767
... legs again . Under the others the hard - driven horses were staggering , hardly able to move their legs , scat- tering thick white clots of foam on the ground . " You ought to be minding sheep , not com- manding a detachment ! " Grigory ...
... legs again . Under the others the hard - driven horses were staggering , hardly able to move their legs , scat- tering thick white clots of foam on the ground . " You ought to be minding sheep , not com- manding a detachment ! " Grigory ...
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And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4 Михаил Александрович Шолохов Fragmentweergave - 1999 |
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Aksinya answered ataman began best room Bolsheviks britzkas bullocks cheeks Chumakov commander Cossacks Darya devil Don Army Don Cossacks door drink Dunya everything eyes face father fight fire Fomin front galloped gazed glance Grandad greatcoat Grigory asked Grigory Panteleyevich Grigory's Grisha halted hands head heard horses hurriedly Ilyinichna Kalmyk Kaparin kerchief killed Kopylov Koshevoi Kuban Cossack laughed legs lips listened live look machine-gun Melekhov Mikhail Misha Mishatka mother Natalya night old woman once Pantelei porch Prokhor quietly Red Army regiment retreat ride rode Ryabchikov sabre sacks saddle shouted sighed silent sitting sleep smile Soviet squadron stared Stepan steppe Sterlyadnikov stood talk Tatarsky tears tell there's thing thought tone took turned typhus versts village vodka voice Vyeshenskaya wagon wait walked What's whispered wife wiped yard Yermakov