The WarsClarke, Irwin, 1977 - 226 pages In 1915, Robert Ross, a young Canadian, enlists in the army as an officer. His experiences of life in a training camp, of the trenches in Europe, and with death, are vividly told. Some strong language amd explicit descriptions of sex. Winner of the 1977 Governor General's Award for Fiction. 1977. |
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... eyes are lowered above some book . There is a strand of hair in her mouth . She brushes it aside and turns the page . You lay the fiery image back in your mind and let it rest . You know it will obtrude again and again until you find ...
... eyes are lowered above some book . There is a strand of hair in her mouth . She brushes it aside and turns the page . You lay the fiery image back in your mind and let it rest . You know it will obtrude again and again until you find ...
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... eyes wouldn't close . Levitt said : " Clausewitz says an excess of artillery leads to a passive character in war . He says artillery must seek out great natural obstacles of ground — mountain positions in order that the topographical ...
... eyes wouldn't close . Levitt said : " Clausewitz says an excess of artillery leads to a passive character in war . He says artillery must seek out great natural obstacles of ground — mountain positions in order that the topographical ...
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... eyes off the German for a second and the German didn't take his eyes off Bates . The tilt of his head was like a mirror . It showed Bates's progress all the way to the top . And when Bates had arrived and was safe - the German looked ...
... eyes off the German for a second and the German didn't take his eyes off Bates . The tilt of his head was like a mirror . It showed Bates's progress all the way to the top . And when Bates had arrived and was safe - the German looked ...
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