Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Collage 491

'Having come up onto the barrow, Pierre sat down at the end of a trench that surrounded the battery and with an unconsciously joyful smile looked at what was happening around him. Now and then Pierre, with the same smile, got up and, trying not to bother the soldiers who were loading and rolling the guns, and who constantly ran past him with sacks and charges, strolled around the battery. The cannon of this battery fired steadily one after the other with a deafening roar and covered the whole area with powder smoke.' -p 793 in P/V

Lynn Waskelis
from page 237-238, volume 2 of original text
collage, ink
made 4/29/11
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 792-793

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