...Napoleon Bonaparte, born at Ajaccio, Corsica,August 15, 1769; died on the island of St... 
Gustavo Adolfo Becquer 「Legends, Tales and Poems」
... “There was a living man called Bonaparte once,” said she of the great eyes...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Bonaparte Blenkins sat on the side of the bed...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Yes, sir,” said Bonaparte, “there is a stream on my maternal side that connects me with a stream on his maternal side...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Yes,” said Bonaparte, “on the mother’s side, and that is how we are related...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “When I looked round,” said Bonaparte, “the red and yawning cavity was above me, and the reprehensible paw raised to strike me...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Don’t mention it,” said Bonaparte...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “My friend,” said Bonaparte, closing his eyes sadly, “you are kind; but were it not that tomorrow is the Sabbath, weak and trembling as I lie here, I would proceed on my way...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Bonaparte drew them on and stood upright, his head almost touching the beams...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...At the end of each line Bonaparte groaned, and twice at the end of every verse...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Well, my dear friend,” said Bonaparte, “that would depend on circumstances...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Bonaparte sat up on the bed with his legs stretched out in front of him, and a hand on each knee, blubbering softly...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Bless you, dear friend, God bless you,” said Bonaparte...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Here the German sat down on one side of the table, Bonaparte on the other; each one with a couple of flat stones before him, and the plate between them...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...At length Bonaparte knocked the ashes out of his pipe...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Do not address me; do not approach me, lost man,” said Bonaparte, not moving his eye nor lowering his chin...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Move!” she said to Bonaparte, who stood in the door, and he, Bonaparte the invincible, in the hour of his triumph, moved to give her place...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Bonaparte stood on the ash-heap...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “You won’t find them in just now—not your good old father,” said Bonaparte...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Oh, no!” said Bonaparte...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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