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Название книги: THE WHITE GUARD
Автор(ы): Mikhail Bulgakov
Жанр: Классика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/THE-WHITE-GUARD-154426.html
MIKHAIL BULGAKOVTHE WHITE GUARD
To Lyubov Yevgenievna BelozerskayaA light snow was falling, which suddenly changed to thick, heavy flakes. The wind began to howl; it was a snowstorm. Within a moment the dark sky had merged with the ocean of snow. Everything disappeared.'Looks bad, sir,' shouted the coachman. 'A blizzard!'Pushkin The Captain's Daughter... and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books according to their works ....Revelation, XX, 12.
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Great and terrible was the year of Our Lord 1918, of the Revolution the second. Its summer abundant with warmth and sun, its winter with snow, highest in its heaven stood two stars: the shepherds' star, eventide Venus; and Mars - quivering, red.But in days of blood as in days of peace the years fly like an arrow and the thick frost of a hoary white December, season of Christmas trees, Santa Claus, joy and glittering snow, overtook the young Turbins unawares. For the reigning head of the family, their adored mother, was no longer
Название книги: THE WHITE GUARD
Автор(ы): Mikhail Bulgakov
Жанр: Классика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/THE-WHITE-GUARD-154426.html
MIKHAIL BULGAKOVTHE WHITE GUARD
To Lyubov Yevgenievna BelozerskayaA light snow was falling, which suddenly changed to thick, heavy flakes. The wind began to howl; it was a snowstorm. Within a moment the dark sky had merged with the ocean of snow. Everything disappeared.'Looks bad, sir,' shouted the coachman. 'A blizzard!'Pushkin The Captain's Daughter... and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books according to their works ....Revelation, XX, 12.
One
Great and terrible was the year of Our Lord 1918, of the Revolution the second. Its summer abundant with warmth and sun, its winter with snow, highest in its heaven stood two stars: the shepherds' star, eventide Venus; and Mars - quivering, red.But in days of blood as in days of peace the years fly like an arrow and the thick frost of a hoary white December, season of Christmas trees, Santa Claus, joy and glittering snow, overtook the young Turbins unawares. For the reigning head of the family, their adored mother, was no longer
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