And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 383
... steppe ; flocks of sheep raised clouds of dust . The creak- ing of wheels , the neighing of horses , human . shouts , the trample of innumerable hoofs , the bleating of sheep , children's weeping filled the tranquil expanses of the steppe ...
... steppe ; flocks of sheep raised clouds of dust . The creak- ing of wheels , the neighing of horses , human . shouts , the trample of innumerable hoofs , the bleating of sheep , children's weeping filled the tranquil expanses of the steppe ...
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... steppe . Flames driven by the wind fly along in streams , greedily consuming the dry foxtail grass , leaping over the lofty stalks of the thistle - grass , slipping across the brown heads of the mugwort , spreading out in the hollows ...
... steppe . Flames driven by the wind fly along in streams , greedily consuming the dry foxtail grass , leaping over the lofty stalks of the thistle - grass , slipping across the brown heads of the mugwort , spreading out in the hollows ...
Pagina 857
... steppe . Like the steppe scorched with fires , Grigo- ry's life also turned black . He had been de- prived of everything which was dear to his heart . Pitiless death had taken everything from him , had destroyed everything . Only the ...
... steppe . Like the steppe scorched with fires , Grigo- ry's life also turned black . He had been de- prived of everything which was dear to his heart . Pitiless death had taken everything from him , had destroyed everything . Only the ...
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And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4 Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov Fragmentweergave - 1974 |
And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4 Михаил Александрович Шолохов Fragmentweergave - 1999 |
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