Putnam's Monthly, Volumen6G.P. Putnam & Company, 1855 |
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... infantry of the world ; " the French of Louis the Fourteenth , and the Aus- trians of Eugéne disputed , for a while ... infantry and cavalry from heavy infantry and cavalry . To attempt to completely obliterate this separation , would be ...
... infantry of the world ; " the French of Louis the Fourteenth , and the Aus- trians of Eugéne disputed , for a while ... infantry and cavalry from heavy infantry and cavalry . To attempt to completely obliterate this separation , would be ...
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... infantry duty . Each The special corps destined for light infantry service consist of the chas- seurs - à - pied and of the African corps The chasseurs , before the war , only ten battalions , were , in 1853 , raised to twenty ...
... infantry duty . Each The special corps destined for light infantry service consist of the chas- seurs - à - pied and of the African corps The chasseurs , before the war , only ten battalions , were , in 1853 , raised to twenty ...
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... Infantry . Line , 300 bat's and 300 dépôt comp's , 335,000 Chasseurs , 20 battalions , African troops , 21 battalions , Cavalry . Reserve , 72 sq . and 12 dépôts , 16,300 Line , 120 66 20 28,400 Light , 126 " 21 African , 42 " 66 31,300 ...
... Infantry . Line , 300 bat's and 300 dépôt comp's , 335,000 Chasseurs , 20 battalions , African troops , 21 battalions , Cavalry . Reserve , 72 sq . and 12 dépôts , 16,300 Line , 120 66 20 28,400 Light , 126 " 21 African , 42 " 66 31,300 ...
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... infantry , with plain percussion muskets . There ap- pears to be , however , an intention to increase the proportion of the troops armed with rifled muskets . The cavalry are a fine - looking class of men , lighter in weight than in ...
... infantry , with plain percussion muskets . There ap- pears to be , however , an intention to increase the proportion of the troops armed with rifled muskets . The cavalry are a fine - looking class of men , lighter in weight than in ...
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... infantry service has been brought to perfection in the twenty battalions of chasseurs - à - pied . These incomparable troops , incomparable for their peculiar service , are drilled to make every movement , when within range of the enemy ...
... infantry service has been brought to perfection in the twenty battalions of chasseurs - à - pied . These incomparable troops , incomparable for their peculiar service , are drilled to make every movement , when within range of the enemy ...
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Página 391 - I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Página 121 - MY LOST YOUTH. OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear- old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 585 - SHOULD you ask me, whence these stories ? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations, As of thunder in the mountains?
Página 387 - Peace sitting under her olive, and slurring the days gone by, When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together, each sex, like swine, When only the ledger lives, and when only not all men lie; Peace in her vineyard - yes!
Página 587 - ... in the air of morning, Touched his forehead with its tassels, Said, with one long sigh of sorrow, '
Página 122 - I remember the gleams and glooms that dart Across the school-boy's brain; The song and the silence in the heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part Are longings wild and vain. And the voice of that fitful song Sings on, and is never still: "A boy's will is the winds will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 390 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Página 586 - And the evening sun descending Set the clouds on fire with redness, Burned the broad sky, like a prairie, Left upon the level water, One long track and trail of splendor, Down whose stream, as down a river, Westward, westward Hiawatha Sailed into the fiery sunset, Sailed into the purple vapors, Sailed into the dusk of evening.
Página 122 - And the trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 387 - I flee from the cruel madness of love, The honey of poison-flowers and all the measureless ill. Ah Maud, you milkwhite fawn, you are all unmeet for a wife. Your mother is mute in her grave as her image in marble above; Your father is ever in London, you wander about at your will; You have but fed on the roses and lain in the lilies of life.