Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3385390117
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 310
Book Description
Reprint of the original, first published in 1893.
Quintus Claudius. A Romance of Imperial Rome
Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3385390117
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 310
Book Description
Reprint of the original, first published in 1893.
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3385390117
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 310
Book Description
Reprint of the original, first published in 1893.
Quintus Claudius: A Romance of Imperial Rome (Complete)
Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
ISBN: 1465606572
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 789
Book Description
It was the morning of the 12th of September in the Year of Our Lord 95; the first cold gleam of dawn was shining on the steel-grey surface of the Tyrrhenian sea. To the east, over the gently undulating coast of Campania, the sky was tinged with that tender dewy-green which follows on the paling of the stars; to the west the waters still lay in impenetrable darkness. Their almost unruffled face was swiftly parted by a large trireme, just now making its way from the south and opposite to Salernum, between the Posidium promontory and the Island of Capreae. The oars of the crew, who sat in rows on three ranks of benches, rose and fell in rhythm to a melancholy chant; the steersman yawned as he looked into the distance, hoping for the moment of release. A small hatchway—fitted with silver ornaments—now opened on to the deck from the cabin between decks; a fat round head with short hair showed itself in the opening, and a pair of blinking eyes looked curiously round in every direction. Presently the head was followed by a body, of which the squat rotundity matched the odd head. “Well, Chrysostomus, is Puteoli in sight yet?” asked the stout man, stepping on to the deck and looking across to the blue-black rocks of Capreae. “Ask again in three hours time,” replied the steersman. “Unless you can succeed in looking round the corner, like the magician of Tyana, you must need wait till we have the island yonder behind us.” “What!” exclaimed the other, drawing a little ivory map from his tunic. “Are those rocks only Capreae?” “Thou sayest, O Herodianus! Out there on the heights to the right, hardly visible yet, stands the palace of the glorified Caesar Tiberius. Do you see that steep cliff, straight down to the sea? That was where such useless fellows as you were dropped over into the water by Caesar’s slaves.” “Chrysostomus, do not be impudent! How dare you, a common ship’s-mate, make so bold as to scoff at me, the companion and confidential friend of the illustrious Caius Aurelius? By the gods! but it is beneath me to hold conversation with you, an ignorant seaman—a man who carries no wax-tablets about him, who only knows how to handle the tiller and not the stylus—a common Gaul who is ignorant of all history of the gods—such a man ought not even to exist, so far as the friend of Aurelius is concerned.”
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
ISBN: 1465606572
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 789
Book Description
It was the morning of the 12th of September in the Year of Our Lord 95; the first cold gleam of dawn was shining on the steel-grey surface of the Tyrrhenian sea. To the east, over the gently undulating coast of Campania, the sky was tinged with that tender dewy-green which follows on the paling of the stars; to the west the waters still lay in impenetrable darkness. Their almost unruffled face was swiftly parted by a large trireme, just now making its way from the south and opposite to Salernum, between the Posidium promontory and the Island of Capreae. The oars of the crew, who sat in rows on three ranks of benches, rose and fell in rhythm to a melancholy chant; the steersman yawned as he looked into the distance, hoping for the moment of release. A small hatchway—fitted with silver ornaments—now opened on to the deck from the cabin between decks; a fat round head with short hair showed itself in the opening, and a pair of blinking eyes looked curiously round in every direction. Presently the head was followed by a body, of which the squat rotundity matched the odd head. “Well, Chrysostomus, is Puteoli in sight yet?” asked the stout man, stepping on to the deck and looking across to the blue-black rocks of Capreae. “Ask again in three hours time,” replied the steersman. “Unless you can succeed in looking round the corner, like the magician of Tyana, you must need wait till we have the island yonder behind us.” “What!” exclaimed the other, drawing a little ivory map from his tunic. “Are those rocks only Capreae?” “Thou sayest, O Herodianus! Out there on the heights to the right, hardly visible yet, stands the palace of the glorified Caesar Tiberius. Do you see that steep cliff, straight down to the sea? That was where such useless fellows as you were dropped over into the water by Caesar’s slaves.” “Chrysostomus, do not be impudent! How dare you, a common ship’s-mate, make so bold as to scoff at me, the companion and confidential friend of the illustrious Caius Aurelius? By the gods! but it is beneath me to hold conversation with you, an ignorant seaman—a man who carries no wax-tablets about him, who only knows how to handle the tiller and not the stylus—a common Gaul who is ignorant of all history of the gods—such a man ought not even to exist, so far as the friend of Aurelius is concerned.”
Quintus Claudius
Uarda a Romance of Ancient Egypt
Quintus Claudius (Historical Novel)
Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher: e-artnow
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 482
Book Description
Quintus Claudius: A Romance of Imperial Rome is a tale of a young and restless Roman lad, who seeks his fortune in brutal circumstances of ancient Rome, near the end of the 1st century. Quintus lives with his mother and sisters in Baiae, small town in the bay of Naples, while his father is a priest to the temple of Jupiter in Rome. He is betrothed to his beloved Cornelia who is sent to Tibur on a decision by her uncle. The very next day after Quintus gets involved in an incident with emperor's wife who resides in Baiae, he receives two letters; one from his father who invites him to Rome; and the other from his fiancée who notifies him that she is coming to Rome as well. Quintus sets off to the capital eager to see his loved one, but the shadow of previous incident remains to follow him.
Publisher: e-artnow
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 482
Book Description
Quintus Claudius: A Romance of Imperial Rome is a tale of a young and restless Roman lad, who seeks his fortune in brutal circumstances of ancient Rome, near the end of the 1st century. Quintus lives with his mother and sisters in Baiae, small town in the bay of Naples, while his father is a priest to the temple of Jupiter in Rome. He is betrothed to his beloved Cornelia who is sent to Tibur on a decision by her uncle. The very next day after Quintus gets involved in an incident with emperor's wife who resides in Baiae, he receives two letters; one from his father who invites him to Rome; and the other from his fiancée who notifies him that she is coming to Rome as well. Quintus sets off to the capital eager to see his loved one, but the shadow of previous incident remains to follow him.
A Word, Only a Word
Author: Georg Ebers
Publisher:
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Category : Netherlands
Languages : en
Pages : 368
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Category : Netherlands
Languages : en
Pages : 368
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Cyparissus
Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher:
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Category : Greece
Languages : en
Pages : 368
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Category : Greece
Languages : en
Pages : 368
Book Description
Aphrodite
Author: Ernst Eckstein
Publisher:
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Category : Greece
Languages : en
Pages : 354
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Category : Greece
Languages : en
Pages : 354
Book Description
War and Peace
Author: graf Leo Tolstoy
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Russia
Languages : en
Pages : 312
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ISBN:
Category : Russia
Languages : en
Pages : 312
Book Description
Katia
Author: graf Leo Tolstoy
Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
ISBN:
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 222
Book Description
WE were in mourning for our mother, who had died the preceding autumn, and we had spent all the winter alone in the country-Macha, Sonia and I. Macha was an old family friend, who had been our governess and had brought us all up, and my memories of her, like my love for her, went as far back as my memories of myself. Sonia was my younger sister. The winter had dragged by, sad and sombre, in our old country-house of Pokrovski. The weather had been cold, and so windy that the snow was often piled high above our windows; the panes were almost always cloudy with a coating of ice; and throughout the whole season we were shut in, rarely finding it possible to go out of the house. It was very seldom that any one came to see us, and our few visitors brought neither joy nor cheerfulness to our house. They all had mournful faces, spoke low, as if they were afraid of waking some one, were careful not to laugh, sighed and often shed tears when they looked at me, and above all at the sight of my poor Sonia in her little black frock.
Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
ISBN:
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 222
Book Description
WE were in mourning for our mother, who had died the preceding autumn, and we had spent all the winter alone in the country-Macha, Sonia and I. Macha was an old family friend, who had been our governess and had brought us all up, and my memories of her, like my love for her, went as far back as my memories of myself. Sonia was my younger sister. The winter had dragged by, sad and sombre, in our old country-house of Pokrovski. The weather had been cold, and so windy that the snow was often piled high above our windows; the panes were almost always cloudy with a coating of ice; and throughout the whole season we were shut in, rarely finding it possible to go out of the house. It was very seldom that any one came to see us, and our few visitors brought neither joy nor cheerfulness to our house. They all had mournful faces, spoke low, as if they were afraid of waking some one, were careful not to laugh, sighed and often shed tears when they looked at me, and above all at the sight of my poor Sonia in her little black frock.