The young Muscovite, or, The Poles in Russia, 第 1 巻Harper, 1834 |
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Anastasia answered Youry appeared Archip art thou asked Ataman Batushka bench Boyard Kroutchina Boyarishnia bread and salt brother canst continued Kirsha Cossack court-yard cried Czar dear Diak didst thou Dimitry dost thou dress drink endeavoured enemy exclaimed Alexis eyes false Dimitry father fellow Gregoriowna guests hand head hear heard heart Heaven Hetman honour horse inquired interrupted isba Istoma King of Poland Kopichinsky Koudimitch Lesouta Lissowsky look Lord loud master merchant Milolasky Mitia Moscow Muscovites never Nijni Novogorod observed old woman Omliash Opaleff Pan Goncewsky Pan Tishkewich Patriarch Hermogen peasant Polander Poles Polish rejoined replied Kirsha returned Kirsha Russian Schalonsky servant Sigismond silent Steward stop stranger Strelitz tell thee Tetka thing thou art thou hast thou think thou wilt thyself Timofey Fedorich Tourenin traveller turning village Vlaciowna voice wersts whispered wish Wolga words young Boyard Youry Demetrich Zamiatna Zaporojetz Zemsky
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