1 Among the limbers lay several dead men.
2 Write and tell your brother to wait till I am dead.
3 The Cossack was dead, but the horse still struggled.
4 He was not dead, but evidently the crisis was over and he was convalescent.
5 Then amidst a dead silence the feeble voice of the commander-in-chief was heard.
6 He was placed on "Matvevna," the gun from which they had removed the dead officer.
7 So vividly did he recall that hospital stench of dead flesh that he looked round to see where the smell came from.
8 He went to the cot in confusion, sure that he would find it empty and that the nurse had been hiding the dead baby.
9 All about the field, like heaps of manure on well-kept plowland, lay from ten to fifteen dead and wounded to each couple of acres.
10 One step beyond that boundary line which resembles the line dividing the living from the dead lies uncertainty, suffering, and death.
11 Then he would turn away to the portrait of his dead Lise, who with hair curled a la grecque looked tenderly and gaily at him out of the gilt frame.
12 Austerlitz with the lofty heavens, his wife's dead reproachful face, Pierre at the ferry, that girl thrilled by the beauty of the night, and that night itself and the moon, and.
13 Only when a man was killed or wounded did he frown and turn away from the sight, shouting angrily at the men who, as is always the case, hesitated about lifting the injured or dead.
14 The French, who had ceased firing at this field strewn with dead and wounded where there was no one left to fire at, on seeing an adjutant riding over it trained a gun on him and fired several shots.
15 She was lying dead, in the same position he had seen her in five minutes before and, despite the fixed eyes and the pallor of the cheeks, the same expression was on her charming childlike face with its upper lip covered with tiny black hair.
16 Amid the smoke, deafened by the incessant reports which always made him jump, Tushin not taking his pipe from his mouth ran from gun to gun, now aiming, now counting the charges, now giving orders about replacing dead or wounded horses and harnessing fresh ones, and shouting in his feeble voice, so high pitched and irresolute.
17 The soldiers passed in a semicircle round something where the ball had fallen, and an old trooper on the flank, a noncommissioned officer who had stopped beside the dead men, ran to catch up his line and, falling into step with a hop, looked back angrily, and through the ominous silence and the regular tramp of feet beating the ground in unison, one seemed to hear left.
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