Report of the Speeches at the Public Dinner in Aid of the Polish Refugees

Report of the Speeches at the Public Dinner in Aid of the Polish Refugees

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1835 edition. Excerpt: ...of that cause which it was my last and most grateful act of public duty to advocate as a member of the imperial Parliament; for, while I cordially unite with you in the work of benevolence--while I warmly sympathize in your hatred of oppression, I do so with all those aggravated feelings which come home to the breasts of men when the friends of their social hours are its victims. To know that the noble and accomplished Sangusko was marched on foot like a felon to the wilds of Siberia--to know that the castle of the generous Sapicha was plundered, and the objects of art placed there by the taste of our countrywoman, the Princess Sapicha, were carried by the spoiler to decorate the palaces of St Petersburg--to see among us this day the gallant Zamoyski, an exile from that land he has so constantly loved and so faithfully served, excites in my mind the deepest resentment and regret, and the most zealous perseverance in this just and noble cause, (great cheering.) I now propose to you the health of my gallant friend, the Count Ladislas Zamoyski, (cheers.) I have already witnessed with delight the affectionate reception you have given to his name--a reception which Scotsmen will every bestow on the virtuous and the brave. That modesty which is ever the companion of valour, makes him shrink from the recital of his actions; but the honest pride I feel in being able, in the face of my assembled countrymen, to claim such a man as my friend, urges me to trace (feebly I fear) the outline of his already brilliant career, (cheers.) It was in the year 1818, now seventeen years ago, that I first saw my gallant friend and his brothers; he was then at Geneva, and after his education was finished, he entered the army, then the national and distinct army of...show more

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  • Paperback | 28 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 68g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236754743
  • 9781236754745