Penguin Random House Higher Education
Elementary Secondary Higher Ed

Higher Education


Catalogs

News

Desk/Exam
(0)
Wish List
(0)
Wish List
  • Higher Education

    • Business & Economics
        • Business & Economics
        • Accounting
        • Business
        • Economics
        • Finance
        • Management
        • Management Information Services
        • Marketing

        • Browse All Disciplines & Courses in Business & Economics
    • Humanities & Social Sciences
        • Humanities & Social Sciences
        • Anthropology
        • Art
        • Communication
        • Education
        • English
        • Film Studies
        • History
        • Interdisciplinary Studies
        • Music
        •  
        • Performing Arts
        • Philosophy
        • Political Science
        • Psychology
        • Religion
        • Social Work
        • Sociology
        • Student Success and Career Development
        • World Languages

        • Browse All Disciplines & Courses in Humanities & Social Sciences
    • Professional Studies
        • Professional Studies
        • Architecture
        • Criminal Justice
        • Culinary, Hospitality, Travel , and Tourism
        • Healthcare Professions
        • Legal and Paralegal Studies
        • Military Science

        • Browse All Disciplines & Courses in Professional Studies
    • Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics
        • Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics
        • Biology
        • Chemistry
        • Computer Science
        • Computers & Information Systems
        • Engineering
        • Environmental Science
        •  
        • Geography
        • Geology
        • Health and Kinesiology
        • Mathematics
        • Nutrition
        • Physics and Astronomy

        • Browse All Disciplines & Courses in Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics
    • Catalogs
    • News
    • Desk/Exam
    • Other Penguin Random House Education Sites
    • Elementary Education
    • Secondary Education
Are you still there?
If not, we’ll close this session in:
Download high-resolution image Look inside

War and Peace

Part of Vintage Classics

Author Leo Tolstoy
Translated by Richard Pevear, Larissa Volokhonsky
Look inside
Paperback
$21.00 US
Knopf | Vintage
On sale Dec 02, 2008 | 1296 Pages | 978-1-4000-7998-8
Add to cart Add to list Exam Copies
See Additional Formats
  • English > Comparative Literature > 20th Century Film and Literature (1800s-1949)
  • English > Comparative Literature > Literature of Peace and War
  • English > Comparative Literature: Russia and Eastern Europe > Russian
  • English > Comparative Literature: World
  • English > Literature > Western Literature Survey – 17th Century to Present
  • English > Literature > Western Literature Survey – Continental Only
  • About
  • Excerpt
  • Author
From Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, the best-selling, award-winning translators of Anna Karenina and The Brothers Karamazov, comes a brilliant, engaging, and eminently readable translation of Leo Tolstoy’s master epic.

War and Peace centers broadly on Napoleon’s invasion of Russia in 1812 and follows three of the best-known characters in literature: Pierre Bezukhov, the illegitimate son of a count who is fighting for his inheritance and yearning for spiritual fulfillment; Prince Andrei Bolkonsky, who leaves behind his family to fight in the war against Napoleon; and Natasha Rostov, the beautiful young daughter of a nobleman, who intrigues both men. As Napoleon’s army invades, Tolstoy vividly follows characters from diverse backgrounds—peasants and nobility, civilians and soldiers—as they struggle with the problems unique to their era, their history, and their culture. And as the novel progresses, these characters transcend their specificity, becoming some of the most moving—and human—figures in world literature.

Pevear and Volokhonsky have brought us this classic novel in a translation remarkable for its fidelity to Tolstoy’s style and cadence and for its energetic, accessible prose. With stunning grace and precision, this new version of War and Peace is set to become the definitive English edition.

“A major new translation . . . [which] brings us the palpability [of Tolstoy's characters] as perhaps never before. . . . Pevear and Volokhonsky's new translation gives us new access to the spirit and order of the book.”
—James Wood, The New Yorker

“Excellent. . . . An extraordinary achievement. . . . Wonderfully fresh and readable. . . . The English-speaking world is indebted to these two magnificent translators for revealing more of its hidden riches than any who have tried to translated the book before.”
—Orlando Figes, The New York Review of Books

“The best. . . An especially faithful re-creation, with a coiled-spring kinetic energy.”—Washington Post Book World
Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa VolokhonskyPart Three, XVAt eight o’clock Kutuzov rode to Pratz at the head of Miloradovich’s fourth column, the one which was to take the place of the columns of Przebyszewski and Langeron, which had already gone down. He greeted the men of the head regiment and gave the order to move, thus showing that he intended to lead the column himself. Having ridden to the village of Pratz, he halted. Prince Andrei, one of the enormous number of persons constituting the commander in chief’s suite, stood behind him. Prince Andrei felt excited, irritated, and at the same time restrainedly calm, as a man usually is when a long-desired moment comes. He was firmly convinced that this was the day of his Toulon or his bridge of Arcole.[1] How it would happen, he did not know, but he was firmly convinced that it would be so. The locality and position of our troops were known to him, as far as they could be known to anyone in our army. His own strategic plan, which there obviously could be no thought of carrying out now, was forgotten. Now, entering into Weyrother’s plan, Prince Andrei pondered the possible happenstances and came up with new considerations, such as might call for his swiftness of reflection and decisiveness.To the left below, in the fog, exchanges of fire between unseen troops could be heard. There, it seemed to Prince Andrei, the battle would concentrate, there an obstacle would be encountered, and “it’s there that I’ll be sent with a brigade or division, and there, with a standard in my hand, I’ll go forward and crush everything ahead of me.”Prince Andrei could not look with indifference at the standards of the battalions going past him. Looking at a standard, he thought: maybe it is that very standard with which I’ll have to march at the head of the troops.By morning the night’s fog had left only hoarfrost turning into dew on the heights, but in the hollows the fog still spread its milk-white sea. Nothing could be seen in that hollow to the left, into which our troops had descended and from which came the sounds of gunfire. Over the heights was a dark, clear sky, and to the right–the enormous ball of the sun. Far ahead, on the other shore of the sea of fog, one could make out the jutting, wooded hills on which the enemy army was supposed to be, and something was discernible. To the right the guards were entering the region of the fog, with a sound of tramping and wheels and an occasional gleam of bayonets; to the left, beyond the village, similar masses of cavalry approached and disappeared into the sea of fog. In front and behind moved the infantry. The commander in chief stood on the road out of the village, letting the troops pass by him. Kutuzov seemed exhausted and irritable that morning. The infantry going past him halted without any command, apparently because something ahead held them up.“But tell them, finally, to form into battalions and go around the village,” Kutuzov said angrily to a general who rode up. “Don’t you understand, Your Excellency, my dear sir, that to stretch out in a defile through village streets is impossible when we’re marching against an enemy?”“I intended to form them up outside the village, Your Excellency,” said the general.Kutuzov laughed biliously.“A fine sight you’d be, lining up in view of the enemy, a very fine sight!”“The enemy’s still far off, Your Excellency. According to the disposition . . .”“The disposition!” Kutuzov exclaimed biliously. “Who told you that? . . . Kindly do as you’re ordered.”“Yes, sir!”“Mon cher,” Nesvitsky said to Prince Andrei in a whisper, “le vieux est d’une humeur de chien.”[2]An Austrian officer in a white uniform with green plumes on his hat rode up to Kutuzov and asked on behalf of the emperor whether the fourth column had started into action.Kutuzov turned away without answering him, and his gaze chanced to rest on Prince Andrei, who was standing close by. Seeing Bolkonsky, Kutuzov softened the angry and caustic expression of his gaze, as if aware that his adjutant was not to blame for what was going on. And, without answering the Austrian adjutant, he addressed Bolkonsky:“Allez voir, mon cher, si la troisième division a dépassé le village. Dites-lui de s’arrêter et d’attendre mes ordres.”[3]Prince Andrei had only just started when he stopped him.“Et demandez-lui si les tirailleurs sont postés,” he added. “Ce qu’ils font, ce qu’ils font!”[4] he said to himself, still not answering the Austrian.Prince Andrei galloped off to carry out his mission.Overtaking all the advancing battalions, he stopped the third division and ascertained that there was in fact no line of riflemen in front of our columns. The regimental commander of the front regiment was very surprised by the order conveyed to him from the commander in chief to send out riflemen. The regimental commander stood there in the full conviction that there were more troops ahead of him, and that the enemy was no less than six miles away. In fact, nothing could be seen ahead but empty terrain sloping away and covered with thick fog. Having ordered on behalf of the commander in chief that the omission be rectified, Prince Andrei galloped back. Kutuzov still stood in the same place and, his corpulent body sagging over the saddle in old man’s fashion, yawned deeply, closing his eyes. The troops were no longer moving, but stood at parade rest.“Very good, very good,” he said to Prince Andrei and turned to a general who stood there with a watch in his hand, saying it was time to move on, because all the columns of the left flank had already descended.“We still have time, Your Excellency,” Kutuzov said through a yawn. “We have time!” he repeated.Just then, from well behind Kutuzov, came shouts of regimental greetings, and these voices began to approach quickly along the whole extended line of the advancing Russian columns. It was clear that the one being greeted was riding quickly. When the soldiers of the regiment Kutuzov was standing in front of began to shout, he rode slightly to one side and, wincing, turned to look. Down the road from Pratz galloped what looked like a squadron of varicolored horsemen. Two of them rode side by side at a great gallop ahead of the rest. One, in a black uniform with white plumes, rode a bobtailed chestnut horse, the other, in a white uniform, rode a black horse. These were the two emperors with their suite. Kutuzov, with the affectation of a frontline veteran, ordered his standing troops to “attention” and, saluting, rode up to the emperor. His whole figure and manner suddenly changed. He acquired the look of a subordinate, unthinking man. With affected deference, which obviously struck the emperor Alexander unpleasantly, he rode up and saluted him.The unpleasant impression, like the remains of fog in a clear sky, passed over the emperor’s young and happy face and disappeared. He was somewhat thinner that day, after his illness, than on the field of Olmütz, where Bolkonsky had seen him for the first time abroad, but there was the same enchanting combination of majesty and mildness in his beautiful gray eyes, and the fine lips had the same possibility of various expressions, with a prevalent expression of good-natured, innocent youth.At the Olmütz review he was more majestic; here he was more cheerful and energetic. He was slightly flushed after galloping two miles and, reining in his horse, gave a sigh of relief and looked around at the faces of his suite, as young, as animated as his own. Czartoryski and Novosiltsev, and Prince Volkonsky and Stroganov, and the others, all richly clad, cheerful young men on splendid, pampered, fresh, only slightly sweaty horses, talking and smiling, stopped behind the sovereign. The emperor Franz, a ruddy, long-faced young man, sat extremely straight on his handsome black stallion and looked around him with a preoccupied, unhurried air. He called up one of his white adjutants and asked something. “Most likely what time they started,” thought Prince Andrei, observing his old aquaintance, and recalling his audience with a smile he was unable to repress. In the emperors’ suite there were picked fine young orderly officers, Russian and Austrian, from the guards and infantry regiments. Among them were grooms leading the handsome spare horses of the royalty in embroidered cloths.As fresh air from the fields suddenly breathes through an open window into a stuffy room, so youth, energy, and certainty of success breathed upon Kutuzov’s cheerless staff as these brilliant young men galloped up. “Why don’t you begin, Mikhail Larionovich?” the emperor Alexander hurriedly addressed Kutuzov, at the same time glancing courteously at the emperor Franz.“I am waiting, Your Majesty,” answered Kutuzov, inclining deferentially.The emperor cupped his ear, frowning slightly and showing that he had not heard properly.“I’m waiting, Your Majesty,” Kutuzov repeated (Prince Andrei noticed that Kutuzov’s upper lip twitched unnaturally as he said this “waiting”). “Not all the columns are assembled, Your Majesty.” The sovereign heard, but this reply clearly did not please him; he shrugged his slightly stooping shoulders, glanced at Novosiltsev, who stood nearby, as if complaining of Kutuzov by this glance.“We’re not on the Tsaritsyn Field,[5] Mikhail Larionovich, where you don’t start a parade until all the regiments are assembled,” said the sovereign, again glancing into the eyes of the emperor Franz, as though inviting him, if not to take part, at least to listen to what he was saying; but the emperor Franz went on looking around and did not listen.“That is just why I do not begin, Sire,” Kutuzov said in a ringing voice, as if to forestall the possibility of not being heard, and again something twitched in his face. “I do not begin, Sire, because we are not on parade and not on the Tsaritsyn Field,” he uttered clearly and distinctly.All the faces in the sovereign’s suite instantly exchanged glances with each other, expressing murmur and reproach. “Old as he may be, he should not, he simply should not speak that way,” these faces expressed.The sovereign looked fixedly and attentively into Kutuzov’s eyes, waiting to see if he would say something more. But Kutuzov, for his part, bowed his head deferentially and also seemed to be waiting. The silence lasted for about a minute.“However, if you order it, Your Majesty,” said Kutuzov, raising his head and again changing his tone to that of a dull, unthinking, but obedient general.He touched up his horse and, calling to him the column leader Miloradovich, gave him the order to advance.The troops stirred again, and two battalions of the Novgorodsky regiment and a battalion of the Apsheronsky regiment moved on past the sovereign.While this Apsheronsky battalion was marching by, ruddy-faced Miloradovich, with no greatcoat, in his uniform tunic and decorations and a hat with enormous plumes, worn at an angle and brim first, galloped ahead hup-two, and with a dashing salute, reined in his horse before the sovereign.“God be with you, General,” said the sovereign.“Ma foi, sire, nous ferons ce que qui sera dans notre possibilité, sire!”[6] he replied merrily, nevertheless calling up mocking smiles among the gentlemen of the suite with his bad French.Miloradovich turned his horse sharply and placed himself slightly behind the sovereign. The Apsherontsy, excited by the presence of the sovereign, marched past the emperors and their suite at a dashingly brisk pace, beating their feet.“Lads!” cried Miloradovich in a loud, self-assured, and merry voice, obviously so excited by the sounds of gunfire, the anticipation of battle, and the sight of his gallant Apsherontsy–his companions from Suvorov’s time–marching briskly past the emperors, that he forgot the sovereign’s presence. “Lads, it won’t be the first village you’ve taken!” he shouted.“We do our best, sir!” the soldiers shouted out.The sovereign’s horse shied at the sudden shout. This horse, who had carried the sovereign at reviews while still in Russia, also carried her rider here, on the field of Austerlitz, enduring the distracted nudges of his left foot, pricked up her ears at the sound of gunshots just as she did on the Field of Mars, understanding neither the meaning of the shots she heard, nor the presence of the emperor Franz’s black stallion, nor anything of what her rider said, thought, or felt that day.The sovereign turned with a smile to one of his retinue, pointing to the gallant Apsherontsy, and said something to him.XVIKutuzov, accompanied by his adjutants, rode at a walk behind the carabineers. Having gone less than half a mile at the tail of the column, he stopped by a solitary, deserted house (probably a former tavern), where the road forked. Both roads went down the hill, and troops were marching along both.The fog began to lift, and enemy troops could be dimly seen about a mile and a half away on the heights opposite. To the left below, the gunfire was growing louder. Kutuzov stopped, talking with an Austrian general. Prince Andrei, standing slightly behind him, peered at the enemy and turned to an adjutant, wishing to borrow a field glass from him.“Look, look,” said this adjutant, looking not at the distant troops, but down the hill in front of him. “It’s the French!”The two generals and the adjutants began snatching at the field glass, pulling it away from each other. All their faces suddenly changed, and on all of them horror appeared. The French were supposed to be a mile and a half from us, and they suddenly turned up right in front of us.“Is it the enemy? . . . No! . . . Yes, look, he’s . . . for certain . . . What is this?” voices said.With his naked eye, Prince Andrei saw below, to the right, a dense column of French coming up to meet the Apsherontsy, no further than five hundred paces from where Kutuzov was standing.“Here it is, the decisive moment has come! Now it’s my turn,” thought Prince Andrei, and, spurring his horse, he rode up to Kutuzov.“The Apsherontsy must be stopped, Your Excellency!” he cried.But at that same moment everything became covered with smoke, there was the sound of gunfire nearby, and a na•vely frightened voice two steps from Prince Andrei cried: “Well, brothers, that’s it for us!” And it was as if this voice was a command. At this voice everyone began to run.Confused, ever increasing crowds came running back to the place where, five minutes before, the troops had marched past the emperors. Not only was it difficult to stop this crowd, but it was impossible not to yield and move back with it. Bolkonsky tried only not to be separated from Kutuzov and looked around in perplexity, unable to understand what was happening in front of him. Nesvitsky, looking angry, red, and not like himself, shouted to Kutuzov that if he did not leave at once, he would certainly be taken prisoner. Kutuzov stood in the same place and, without responding, took out his handkerchief. Blood was flowing from his cheek. Prince Andrei forced his way to him.“Are you wounded?” he asked, barely able to control the trembling of his lower jaw.“The wound isn’t here, it’s there!” said Kutuzov, pressing the handkerchief to his wounded cheek and pointing to the fleeing men.“Stop them!” he cried, and at the same time, probably realizing that it was impossible to stop them, spurred his horse and rode to the right.A fresh crowd of fleeing men streamed past, caught him up, and carried him backwards.The troops were fleeing in such a dense crowd that, once one landed in the middle of it, it was difficult to get out. Someone shouted, “Keep going, don’t drag your feet!” Another, turning around, fired into the air; someone else struck the horse on which Kutuzov himself was riding. Extricating themselves with the greatest effort from the flow of the crowd to the left, Kutuzov and his suite, diminished by more than half, rode towards the sounds of nearby cannon fire. Extricating himself from the crowd of fleeing men, Prince Andrei, trying to keep up with Kutuzov, saw on the slope of the hill, amidst the smoke, a Russian battery still firing, and the French running up to it. Slightly higher stood Russian infantry, neither moving ahead to aid the battery, nor backwards in the direction of the fugitives. A general on horseback separated himself from the infantry and rode up to Kutuzov. There were only four men left in Kutuzov’s suite. They were all pale and exchanged glances silently.“Stop those villains!” Kutuzov said breathlessly to the regimental commander, pointing to the fleeing men; but at the same moment, as if in punishment for those words, bullets, like a flock of birds, flew whistling at the regiment and Kutuzov’s suite.The French had attacked the battery and, seeing Kutuzov, were shooting at him. With this volley, the regimental commander seized his leg; several soldiers fell, and an ensign holding a standard let it drop from his hands; the standard wavered and fell, stopped momentarily by the bayonets of the soldiers around it. The soldiers began firing without any orders.“Oooh!” Kutuzov moaned with an expression of despair and looked around. “Bolkonsky,” he whispered in a voice trembling with awareness of his old man’s strengthlessness. “Bolkonsky,” he whispered, pointing to the disordered battalion and the enemy, “what’s going on?”But before he finished saying it, Prince Andrei, feeling sobs of shame and anger rising in his throat, was already jumping off his horse and running towards the standard.“Forward, lads!” he cried in a childishly shrill voice.“Here it is!” thought Prince Andrei, seizing the staff of the standard and hearing with delight the whistle of bullets, evidently aimed precisely at him. Several soldiers fell.“Hurrah!” cried Prince Andrei, barely able to hold up the heavy standard, and he ran forward with unquestioning assurance that the entire battalion would run after him.And indeed he ran only a few steps alone. One soldier started out, another, and the whole battalion, with a shout of “Hurrah!” rushed forward and overtook him. A sergeant of the battalion ran up, took the standard that was wavering in Prince Andrei’s hands because of its weight, but was killed at once. Prince Andrei again seized the standard and, dragging it by the staff, ran with the battalion. Ahead of him he saw our artillerists, some of whom were fighting, while others abandoned the cannon and came running in his direction; he also saw French infantrymen, who had seized the artillery horses and were turning the cannon. Prince Andrei and his battalion were now twenty paces from the cannon. Above him he heard the unceasing whistle of bullets, and soldiers ceaselessly gasped and fell to right and left of him. But he did not look at them; he looked fixedly only at what was happening ahead of him–at the battery. He clearly saw the figure of a red-haired gunner, his shako knocked askew, pulling a swab from one side, while a French soldier pulled it towards him from the other side. Prince Andrei saw clearly the bewildered and at the same time angry expression on the faces of the two men, who evidently did not understand what they were doing.“What are they doing?” Prince Andrei wondered, looking at them. “Why doesn’t the red-haired artillerist run away, since he has no weapon? Why doesn’t the Frenchman stab him? Before he runs away, the Frenchman will remember his musket and bayonet him.”In fact, another Frenchman with his musket atilt ran up to the fighting men, and the lot of the red-haired artillerist, who still did not understand what awaited him and triumphantly pulled the swab from the French soldier’s hands, was about to be decided. But Prince Andrei did not see how it ended. It seemed to him as though one of the nearest soldiers, with the full swing of a stout stick, hit him on the head. It was slightly painful and above all unpleasant, because the pain distracted him and kept him from seeing what he had been looking at.“What is it? am I falling? are my legs giving way under me?” he thought, and fell on his back. He opened his eyes, hoping to see how the fight between the French and the artillerists ended, and wishing to know whether or not the red-haired artillerist had been killed, whether the cannon had been taken or saved. But he did not see anything. There was nothing over him now except the sky–the lofty sky, not clear, but still immeasurably lofty, with gray clouds slowly creeping across it. “How quiet, calm, and solemn, not at all like when I was running,” thought Prince Andrei, “not like when we were running, shouting, and fighting; not at all like when the Frenchman and the artillerist, with angry and frightened faces, were pulling at the swab–it’s quite different the way the clouds creep across this lofty, infinite sky. How is it I haven’t seen this lofty sky before? And how happy I am that I’ve finally come to know it. Yes! everything is empty, everything is a deception, except this infinite sky. There is nothing, nothing except that. But there is not even that, there is nothing except silence, tranquillity. And thank God! . . .”NOTES[1] On 17 November 1796, fighting the Austrians in northern Italy, Napoleon, at the head of his grenadier and with a banner in this hand, charged onto the bridge at Arcole to keep the enemy from taking it. The plague that was raging in Jaffa when the French stormed the city afflicted both the local population and the French army. Napoleon visited the plague victims in the hospital with his marshals Berthier and Bessières, an incident commemorated by the French painter Jean-Antoine Gros (1771-1835) in The Plague Victims of Jaffa (1804).[2] My dear . . . the old man’s in a foul humor.[3] Go and see, my dear, if the third division has passed the village. Tell him to stop and wait for my orders.[4] And ask him if the riflemen are posted . . . What they’re doing, what they’re doing![5] A square in Petersburg used as a parade ground. In 1818 the name was changed to Marsovo Polie (“the Field of Mars”).[6] By my faith, Sire, we will do that what which will be within our possibility, Sire!
Copyright © 2007 by Leo Tolstoy. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
© Library of Congress
Leo Tolstoy (1828–1910) was born in central Russia. After serving in the Crimean War, he retired to his estate and devoted himself to writing, farming, and raising his large family. His novels and outspoken social polemics brought him world fame. View titles by Leo Tolstoy

About

From Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, the best-selling, award-winning translators of Anna Karenina and The Brothers Karamazov, comes a brilliant, engaging, and eminently readable translation of Leo Tolstoy’s master epic.

War and Peace centers broadly on Napoleon’s invasion of Russia in 1812 and follows three of the best-known characters in literature: Pierre Bezukhov, the illegitimate son of a count who is fighting for his inheritance and yearning for spiritual fulfillment; Prince Andrei Bolkonsky, who leaves behind his family to fight in the war against Napoleon; and Natasha Rostov, the beautiful young daughter of a nobleman, who intrigues both men. As Napoleon’s army invades, Tolstoy vividly follows characters from diverse backgrounds—peasants and nobility, civilians and soldiers—as they struggle with the problems unique to their era, their history, and their culture. And as the novel progresses, these characters transcend their specificity, becoming some of the most moving—and human—figures in world literature.

Pevear and Volokhonsky have brought us this classic novel in a translation remarkable for its fidelity to Tolstoy’s style and cadence and for its energetic, accessible prose. With stunning grace and precision, this new version of War and Peace is set to become the definitive English edition.

“A major new translation . . . [which] brings us the palpability [of Tolstoy's characters] as perhaps never before. . . . Pevear and Volokhonsky's new translation gives us new access to the spirit and order of the book.”
—James Wood, The New Yorker

“Excellent. . . . An extraordinary achievement. . . . Wonderfully fresh and readable. . . . The English-speaking world is indebted to these two magnificent translators for revealing more of its hidden riches than any who have tried to translated the book before.”
—Orlando Figes, The New York Review of Books

“The best. . . An especially faithful re-creation, with a coiled-spring kinetic energy.”—Washington Post Book World

Excerpt

Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa VolokhonskyPart Three, XVAt eight o’clock Kutuzov rode to Pratz at the head of Miloradovich’s fourth column, the one which was to take the place of the columns of Przebyszewski and Langeron, which had already gone down. He greeted the men of the head regiment and gave the order to move, thus showing that he intended to lead the column himself. Having ridden to the village of Pratz, he halted. Prince Andrei, one of the enormous number of persons constituting the commander in chief’s suite, stood behind him. Prince Andrei felt excited, irritated, and at the same time restrainedly calm, as a man usually is when a long-desired moment comes. He was firmly convinced that this was the day of his Toulon or his bridge of Arcole.[1] How it would happen, he did not know, but he was firmly convinced that it would be so. The locality and position of our troops were known to him, as far as they could be known to anyone in our army. His own strategic plan, which there obviously could be no thought of carrying out now, was forgotten. Now, entering into Weyrother’s plan, Prince Andrei pondered the possible happenstances and came up with new considerations, such as might call for his swiftness of reflection and decisiveness.To the left below, in the fog, exchanges of fire between unseen troops could be heard. There, it seemed to Prince Andrei, the battle would concentrate, there an obstacle would be encountered, and “it’s there that I’ll be sent with a brigade or division, and there, with a standard in my hand, I’ll go forward and crush everything ahead of me.”Prince Andrei could not look with indifference at the standards of the battalions going past him. Looking at a standard, he thought: maybe it is that very standard with which I’ll have to march at the head of the troops.By morning the night’s fog had left only hoarfrost turning into dew on the heights, but in the hollows the fog still spread its milk-white sea. Nothing could be seen in that hollow to the left, into which our troops had descended and from which came the sounds of gunfire. Over the heights was a dark, clear sky, and to the right–the enormous ball of the sun. Far ahead, on the other shore of the sea of fog, one could make out the jutting, wooded hills on which the enemy army was supposed to be, and something was discernible. To the right the guards were entering the region of the fog, with a sound of tramping and wheels and an occasional gleam of bayonets; to the left, beyond the village, similar masses of cavalry approached and disappeared into the sea of fog. In front and behind moved the infantry. The commander in chief stood on the road out of the village, letting the troops pass by him. Kutuzov seemed exhausted and irritable that morning. The infantry going past him halted without any command, apparently because something ahead held them up.“But tell them, finally, to form into battalions and go around the village,” Kutuzov said angrily to a general who rode up. “Don’t you understand, Your Excellency, my dear sir, that to stretch out in a defile through village streets is impossible when we’re marching against an enemy?”“I intended to form them up outside the village, Your Excellency,” said the general.Kutuzov laughed biliously.“A fine sight you’d be, lining up in view of the enemy, a very fine sight!”“The enemy’s still far off, Your Excellency. According to the disposition . . .”“The disposition!” Kutuzov exclaimed biliously. “Who told you that? . . . Kindly do as you’re ordered.”“Yes, sir!”“Mon cher,” Nesvitsky said to Prince Andrei in a whisper, “le vieux est d’une humeur de chien.”[2]An Austrian officer in a white uniform with green plumes on his hat rode up to Kutuzov and asked on behalf of the emperor whether the fourth column had started into action.Kutuzov turned away without answering him, and his gaze chanced to rest on Prince Andrei, who was standing close by. Seeing Bolkonsky, Kutuzov softened the angry and caustic expression of his gaze, as if aware that his adjutant was not to blame for what was going on. And, without answering the Austrian adjutant, he addressed Bolkonsky:“Allez voir, mon cher, si la troisième division a dépassé le village. Dites-lui de s’arrêter et d’attendre mes ordres.”[3]Prince Andrei had only just started when he stopped him.“Et demandez-lui si les tirailleurs sont postés,” he added. “Ce qu’ils font, ce qu’ils font!”[4] he said to himself, still not answering the Austrian.Prince Andrei galloped off to carry out his mission.Overtaking all the advancing battalions, he stopped the third division and ascertained that there was in fact no line of riflemen in front of our columns. The regimental commander of the front regiment was very surprised by the order conveyed to him from the commander in chief to send out riflemen. The regimental commander stood there in the full conviction that there were more troops ahead of him, and that the enemy was no less than six miles away. In fact, nothing could be seen ahead but empty terrain sloping away and covered with thick fog. Having ordered on behalf of the commander in chief that the omission be rectified, Prince Andrei galloped back. Kutuzov still stood in the same place and, his corpulent body sagging over the saddle in old man’s fashion, yawned deeply, closing his eyes. The troops were no longer moving, but stood at parade rest.“Very good, very good,” he said to Prince Andrei and turned to a general who stood there with a watch in his hand, saying it was time to move on, because all the columns of the left flank had already descended.“We still have time, Your Excellency,” Kutuzov said through a yawn. “We have time!” he repeated.Just then, from well behind Kutuzov, came shouts of regimental greetings, and these voices began to approach quickly along the whole extended line of the advancing Russian columns. It was clear that the one being greeted was riding quickly. When the soldiers of the regiment Kutuzov was standing in front of began to shout, he rode slightly to one side and, wincing, turned to look. Down the road from Pratz galloped what looked like a squadron of varicolored horsemen. Two of them rode side by side at a great gallop ahead of the rest. One, in a black uniform with white plumes, rode a bobtailed chestnut horse, the other, in a white uniform, rode a black horse. These were the two emperors with their suite. Kutuzov, with the affectation of a frontline veteran, ordered his standing troops to “attention” and, saluting, rode up to the emperor. His whole figure and manner suddenly changed. He acquired the look of a subordinate, unthinking man. With affected deference, which obviously struck the emperor Alexander unpleasantly, he rode up and saluted him.The unpleasant impression, like the remains of fog in a clear sky, passed over the emperor’s young and happy face and disappeared. He was somewhat thinner that day, after his illness, than on the field of Olmütz, where Bolkonsky had seen him for the first time abroad, but there was the same enchanting combination of majesty and mildness in his beautiful gray eyes, and the fine lips had the same possibility of various expressions, with a prevalent expression of good-natured, innocent youth.At the Olmütz review he was more majestic; here he was more cheerful and energetic. He was slightly flushed after galloping two miles and, reining in his horse, gave a sigh of relief and looked around at the faces of his suite, as young, as animated as his own. Czartoryski and Novosiltsev, and Prince Volkonsky and Stroganov, and the others, all richly clad, cheerful young men on splendid, pampered, fresh, only slightly sweaty horses, talking and smiling, stopped behind the sovereign. The emperor Franz, a ruddy, long-faced young man, sat extremely straight on his handsome black stallion and looked around him with a preoccupied, unhurried air. He called up one of his white adjutants and asked something. “Most likely what time they started,” thought Prince Andrei, observing his old aquaintance, and recalling his audience with a smile he was unable to repress. In the emperors’ suite there were picked fine young orderly officers, Russian and Austrian, from the guards and infantry regiments. Among them were grooms leading the handsome spare horses of the royalty in embroidered cloths.As fresh air from the fields suddenly breathes through an open window into a stuffy room, so youth, energy, and certainty of success breathed upon Kutuzov’s cheerless staff as these brilliant young men galloped up. “Why don’t you begin, Mikhail Larionovich?” the emperor Alexander hurriedly addressed Kutuzov, at the same time glancing courteously at the emperor Franz.“I am waiting, Your Majesty,” answered Kutuzov, inclining deferentially.The emperor cupped his ear, frowning slightly and showing that he had not heard properly.“I’m waiting, Your Majesty,” Kutuzov repeated (Prince Andrei noticed that Kutuzov’s upper lip twitched unnaturally as he said this “waiting”). “Not all the columns are assembled, Your Majesty.” The sovereign heard, but this reply clearly did not please him; he shrugged his slightly stooping shoulders, glanced at Novosiltsev, who stood nearby, as if complaining of Kutuzov by this glance.“We’re not on the Tsaritsyn Field,[5] Mikhail Larionovich, where you don’t start a parade until all the regiments are assembled,” said the sovereign, again glancing into the eyes of the emperor Franz, as though inviting him, if not to take part, at least to listen to what he was saying; but the emperor Franz went on looking around and did not listen.“That is just why I do not begin, Sire,” Kutuzov said in a ringing voice, as if to forestall the possibility of not being heard, and again something twitched in his face. “I do not begin, Sire, because we are not on parade and not on the Tsaritsyn Field,” he uttered clearly and distinctly.All the faces in the sovereign’s suite instantly exchanged glances with each other, expressing murmur and reproach. “Old as he may be, he should not, he simply should not speak that way,” these faces expressed.The sovereign looked fixedly and attentively into Kutuzov’s eyes, waiting to see if he would say something more. But Kutuzov, for his part, bowed his head deferentially and also seemed to be waiting. The silence lasted for about a minute.“However, if you order it, Your Majesty,” said Kutuzov, raising his head and again changing his tone to that of a dull, unthinking, but obedient general.He touched up his horse and, calling to him the column leader Miloradovich, gave him the order to advance.The troops stirred again, and two battalions of the Novgorodsky regiment and a battalion of the Apsheronsky regiment moved on past the sovereign.While this Apsheronsky battalion was marching by, ruddy-faced Miloradovich, with no greatcoat, in his uniform tunic and decorations and a hat with enormous plumes, worn at an angle and brim first, galloped ahead hup-two, and with a dashing salute, reined in his horse before the sovereign.“God be with you, General,” said the sovereign.“Ma foi, sire, nous ferons ce que qui sera dans notre possibilité, sire!”[6] he replied merrily, nevertheless calling up mocking smiles among the gentlemen of the suite with his bad French.Miloradovich turned his horse sharply and placed himself slightly behind the sovereign. The Apsherontsy, excited by the presence of the sovereign, marched past the emperors and their suite at a dashingly brisk pace, beating their feet.“Lads!” cried Miloradovich in a loud, self-assured, and merry voice, obviously so excited by the sounds of gunfire, the anticipation of battle, and the sight of his gallant Apsherontsy–his companions from Suvorov’s time–marching briskly past the emperors, that he forgot the sovereign’s presence. “Lads, it won’t be the first village you’ve taken!” he shouted.“We do our best, sir!” the soldiers shouted out.The sovereign’s horse shied at the sudden shout. This horse, who had carried the sovereign at reviews while still in Russia, also carried her rider here, on the field of Austerlitz, enduring the distracted nudges of his left foot, pricked up her ears at the sound of gunshots just as she did on the Field of Mars, understanding neither the meaning of the shots she heard, nor the presence of the emperor Franz’s black stallion, nor anything of what her rider said, thought, or felt that day.The sovereign turned with a smile to one of his retinue, pointing to the gallant Apsherontsy, and said something to him.XVIKutuzov, accompanied by his adjutants, rode at a walk behind the carabineers. Having gone less than half a mile at the tail of the column, he stopped by a solitary, deserted house (probably a former tavern), where the road forked. Both roads went down the hill, and troops were marching along both.The fog began to lift, and enemy troops could be dimly seen about a mile and a half away on the heights opposite. To the left below, the gunfire was growing louder. Kutuzov stopped, talking with an Austrian general. Prince Andrei, standing slightly behind him, peered at the enemy and turned to an adjutant, wishing to borrow a field glass from him.“Look, look,” said this adjutant, looking not at the distant troops, but down the hill in front of him. “It’s the French!”The two generals and the adjutants began snatching at the field glass, pulling it away from each other. All their faces suddenly changed, and on all of them horror appeared. The French were supposed to be a mile and a half from us, and they suddenly turned up right in front of us.“Is it the enemy? . . . No! . . . Yes, look, he’s . . . for certain . . . What is this?” voices said.With his naked eye, Prince Andrei saw below, to the right, a dense column of French coming up to meet the Apsherontsy, no further than five hundred paces from where Kutuzov was standing.“Here it is, the decisive moment has come! Now it’s my turn,” thought Prince Andrei, and, spurring his horse, he rode up to Kutuzov.“The Apsherontsy must be stopped, Your Excellency!” he cried.But at that same moment everything became covered with smoke, there was the sound of gunfire nearby, and a na•vely frightened voice two steps from Prince Andrei cried: “Well, brothers, that’s it for us!” And it was as if this voice was a command. At this voice everyone began to run.Confused, ever increasing crowds came running back to the place where, five minutes before, the troops had marched past the emperors. Not only was it difficult to stop this crowd, but it was impossible not to yield and move back with it. Bolkonsky tried only not to be separated from Kutuzov and looked around in perplexity, unable to understand what was happening in front of him. Nesvitsky, looking angry, red, and not like himself, shouted to Kutuzov that if he did not leave at once, he would certainly be taken prisoner. Kutuzov stood in the same place and, without responding, took out his handkerchief. Blood was flowing from his cheek. Prince Andrei forced his way to him.“Are you wounded?” he asked, barely able to control the trembling of his lower jaw.“The wound isn’t here, it’s there!” said Kutuzov, pressing the handkerchief to his wounded cheek and pointing to the fleeing men.“Stop them!” he cried, and at the same time, probably realizing that it was impossible to stop them, spurred his horse and rode to the right.A fresh crowd of fleeing men streamed past, caught him up, and carried him backwards.The troops were fleeing in such a dense crowd that, once one landed in the middle of it, it was difficult to get out. Someone shouted, “Keep going, don’t drag your feet!” Another, turning around, fired into the air; someone else struck the horse on which Kutuzov himself was riding. Extricating themselves with the greatest effort from the flow of the crowd to the left, Kutuzov and his suite, diminished by more than half, rode towards the sounds of nearby cannon fire. Extricating himself from the crowd of fleeing men, Prince Andrei, trying to keep up with Kutuzov, saw on the slope of the hill, amidst the smoke, a Russian battery still firing, and the French running up to it. Slightly higher stood Russian infantry, neither moving ahead to aid the battery, nor backwards in the direction of the fugitives. A general on horseback separated himself from the infantry and rode up to Kutuzov. There were only four men left in Kutuzov’s suite. They were all pale and exchanged glances silently.“Stop those villains!” Kutuzov said breathlessly to the regimental commander, pointing to the fleeing men; but at the same moment, as if in punishment for those words, bullets, like a flock of birds, flew whistling at the regiment and Kutuzov’s suite.The French had attacked the battery and, seeing Kutuzov, were shooting at him. With this volley, the regimental commander seized his leg; several soldiers fell, and an ensign holding a standard let it drop from his hands; the standard wavered and fell, stopped momentarily by the bayonets of the soldiers around it. The soldiers began firing without any orders.“Oooh!” Kutuzov moaned with an expression of despair and looked around. “Bolkonsky,” he whispered in a voice trembling with awareness of his old man’s strengthlessness. “Bolkonsky,” he whispered, pointing to the disordered battalion and the enemy, “what’s going on?”But before he finished saying it, Prince Andrei, feeling sobs of shame and anger rising in his throat, was already jumping off his horse and running towards the standard.“Forward, lads!” he cried in a childishly shrill voice.“Here it is!” thought Prince Andrei, seizing the staff of the standard and hearing with delight the whistle of bullets, evidently aimed precisely at him. Several soldiers fell.“Hurrah!” cried Prince Andrei, barely able to hold up the heavy standard, and he ran forward with unquestioning assurance that the entire battalion would run after him.And indeed he ran only a few steps alone. One soldier started out, another, and the whole battalion, with a shout of “Hurrah!” rushed forward and overtook him. A sergeant of the battalion ran up, took the standard that was wavering in Prince Andrei’s hands because of its weight, but was killed at once. Prince Andrei again seized the standard and, dragging it by the staff, ran with the battalion. Ahead of him he saw our artillerists, some of whom were fighting, while others abandoned the cannon and came running in his direction; he also saw French infantrymen, who had seized the artillery horses and were turning the cannon. Prince Andrei and his battalion were now twenty paces from the cannon. Above him he heard the unceasing whistle of bullets, and soldiers ceaselessly gasped and fell to right and left of him. But he did not look at them; he looked fixedly only at what was happening ahead of him–at the battery. He clearly saw the figure of a red-haired gunner, his shako knocked askew, pulling a swab from one side, while a French soldier pulled it towards him from the other side. Prince Andrei saw clearly the bewildered and at the same time angry expression on the faces of the two men, who evidently did not understand what they were doing.“What are they doing?” Prince Andrei wondered, looking at them. “Why doesn’t the red-haired artillerist run away, since he has no weapon? Why doesn’t the Frenchman stab him? Before he runs away, the Frenchman will remember his musket and bayonet him.”In fact, another Frenchman with his musket atilt ran up to the fighting men, and the lot of the red-haired artillerist, who still did not understand what awaited him and triumphantly pulled the swab from the French soldier’s hands, was about to be decided. But Prince Andrei did not see how it ended. It seemed to him as though one of the nearest soldiers, with the full swing of a stout stick, hit him on the head. It was slightly painful and above all unpleasant, because the pain distracted him and kept him from seeing what he had been looking at.“What is it? am I falling? are my legs giving way under me?” he thought, and fell on his back. He opened his eyes, hoping to see how the fight between the French and the artillerists ended, and wishing to know whether or not the red-haired artillerist had been killed, whether the cannon had been taken or saved. But he did not see anything. There was nothing over him now except the sky–the lofty sky, not clear, but still immeasurably lofty, with gray clouds slowly creeping across it. “How quiet, calm, and solemn, not at all like when I was running,” thought Prince Andrei, “not like when we were running, shouting, and fighting; not at all like when the Frenchman and the artillerist, with angry and frightened faces, were pulling at the swab–it’s quite different the way the clouds creep across this lofty, infinite sky. How is it I haven’t seen this lofty sky before? And how happy I am that I’ve finally come to know it. Yes! everything is empty, everything is a deception, except this infinite sky. There is nothing, nothing except that. But there is not even that, there is nothing except silence, tranquillity. And thank God! . . .”NOTES[1] On 17 November 1796, fighting the Austrians in northern Italy, Napoleon, at the head of his grenadier and with a banner in this hand, charged onto the bridge at Arcole to keep the enemy from taking it. The plague that was raging in Jaffa when the French stormed the city afflicted both the local population and the French army. Napoleon visited the plague victims in the hospital with his marshals Berthier and Bessières, an incident commemorated by the French painter Jean-Antoine Gros (1771-1835) in The Plague Victims of Jaffa (1804).[2] My dear . . . the old man’s in a foul humor.[3] Go and see, my dear, if the third division has passed the village. Tell him to stop and wait for my orders.[4] And ask him if the riflemen are posted . . . What they’re doing, what they’re doing![5] A square in Petersburg used as a parade ground. In 1818 the name was changed to Marsovo Polie (“the Field of Mars”).[6] By my faith, Sire, we will do that what which will be within our possibility, Sire!
Copyright © 2007 by Leo Tolstoy. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

Author

© Library of Congress
Leo Tolstoy (1828–1910) was born in central Russia. After serving in the Crimean War, he retired to his estate and devoted himself to writing, farming, and raising his large family. His novels and outspoken social polemics brought him world fame. View titles by Leo Tolstoy

Additional formats

  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-80658-1
    $14.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2011
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-80658-1
    $14.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2011

Other books in this series

  • The Bridge of San Luis Rey
    The Bridge of San Luis Rey
    Thornton Wilder
    978-0-593-47094-7
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 15, 2023
  • God's Trombones
    God's Trombones
    Seven Negro Sermons in Verse
    James Weldon Johnson
    978-0-593-46881-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 21, 2023
  • Boris Godunov, Little Tragedies, and Others
    Boris Godunov, Little Tragedies, and Others
    The Complete Plays
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-593-46756-5
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 17, 2023
  • Men Without Women
    Men Without Women
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-46884-5
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2023
  • To the Lighthouse
    To the Lighthouse
    Virginia Woolf
    978-0-593-46886-9
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2023
  • The Sun Also Rises
    The Sun Also Rises
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-46634-6
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 25, 2022
  • Enough Rope
    Enough Rope
    A Book of Light Verse
    Dorothy Parker
    978-0-593-46635-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 25, 2022
  • Sister Carrie
    Sister Carrie
    Theodore Dreiser
    978-0-593-31488-3
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 28, 2021
  • The Art of War
    The Art of War
    Sun Tzu
    978-0-593-31466-1
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 21, 2021
  • Wuthering Heights
    Wuthering Heights
    Emily Bronte
    978-0-593-24403-6
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Dec 07, 2021
  • A Passage to India
    A Passage to India
    E. M. Forster
    978-0-593-24156-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Aug 10, 2021
  • An American Tragedy
    An American Tragedy
    Theodore Dreiser
    978-0-593-31332-9
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 25, 2021
  • The Waste Land and Other Poems
    The Waste Land and Other Poems
    T. S. Eliot
    978-0-593-31334-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 11, 2021
  • Fifty-Two Stories
    Fifty-Two Stories
    Anton Chekhov
    978-0-525-56238-2
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 19, 2021
  • Mrs. Dalloway
    Mrs. Dalloway
    Virginia Woolf
    978-0-593-31180-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • In Our Time
    In Our Time
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-31182-0
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • The Great Gatsby
    The Great Gatsby
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-593-31184-4
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • Manhattan Transfer
    Manhattan Transfer
    John Dos Passos
    978-0-593-31205-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • The Prince
    The Prince
    Niccolo Machiavelli
    978-0-593-31086-1
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 13, 2020
  • The Wealth of Nations
    The Wealth of Nations
    Adam Smith
    978-0-593-31087-8
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 13, 2020
  • The Count of Monte Cristo
    The Count of Monte Cristo
    Alexandre Dumas
    978-0-593-08150-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 16, 2020
  • Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
    Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
    Jules Verne
    978-0-593-08151-8
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 16, 2020
  • Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
    Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    978-1-9848-9953-8
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 14, 2020
  • Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume II
    Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume II
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    978-1-9848-9954-5
    $14.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 14, 2020
  • A Passage to India
    A Passage to India
    E. M. Forster
    978-1-9848-9946-0
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 07, 2020
  • Little Women
    Little Women
    Louisa May Alcott
    978-1-9848-9885-2
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 12, 2019
  • Leaves of Grass
    Leaves of Grass
    Walt Whitman
    978-1-9848-9755-8
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 28, 2019
  • Whose Body?
    Whose Body?
    The First Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery
    Dorothy L. Sayers
    978-0-525-56511-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 30, 2019
  • New Hampshire
    New Hampshire
    Robert Frost
    978-0-525-56534-5
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 22, 2019
  • My Antonia
    My Antonia
    Introduction by Jane Smiley
    Willa Cather
    978-0-525-56286-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 06, 2018
  • Novels, Tales, Journeys
    Novels, Tales, Journeys
    The Complete Prose of Alexander Pushkin
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-94988-2
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 17, 2017
  • All Passion Spent
    All Passion Spent
    Vita Sackville-West
    978-0-525-43397-2
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 11, 2017
  • The Edwardians
    The Edwardians
    Vita Sackville-West
    978-0-525-43399-6
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 11, 2017
  • The Rights of Man
    The Rights of Man
    H. G. Wells
    978-0-525-43234-0
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 21, 2017
  • The Time Machine
    The Time Machine
    H. G. Wells
    978-0-525-43235-7
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 21, 2017
  • Poems
    Poems
    William Blake
    978-1-101-97314-1
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 13, 2016
  • The Mayor of Casterbridge
    The Mayor of Casterbridge
    Thomas Hardy
    978-0-345-80401-3
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 08, 2016
  • Notes from a Dead House
    Notes from a Dead House
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    978-0-307-94987-5
    $16.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 22, 2016
  • In the Land of Pain
    In the Land of Pain
    Alphonse Daudet
    978-1-101-97086-7
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 22, 2016
  • Tess of the D'Urbervilles
    Tess of the D'Urbervilles
    Thomas Hardy
    978-0-345-80398-6
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 03, 2015
  • The Prince and the Pauper
    The Prince and the Pauper
    Mark Twain
    978-1-101-87310-6
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 03, 2015
  • Pudd'nhead Wilson
    Pudd'nhead Wilson
    Mark Twain
    978-1-101-87311-3
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 03, 2015
  • Walden & Civil Disobedience
    Walden & Civil Disobedience
    Henry David Thoreau
    978-0-8041-7156-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 26, 2014
  • The Scarlet Letter
    The Scarlet Letter
    A Romance
    Nathaniel Hawthorne
    978-0-8041-7157-1
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 26, 2014
  • The Red Badge of Courage
    The Red Badge of Courage
    Stephen Crane
    978-0-8041-6884-7
    $8.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 25, 2014
  • The Call of the Wild & White Fang
    The Call of the Wild & White Fang
    Jack London
    978-0-8041-6885-4
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 25, 2014
  • The Enchanted Wanderer
    The Enchanted Wanderer
    And Other Stories
    Nikolai Leskov
    978-0-307-38887-2
    $19.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 14, 2014
  • The Divine Comedy
    The Divine Comedy
    The Unabridged Classic
    Dante Alighieri
    978-0-8041-6912-7
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 14, 2013
  • The Captain's Daughter and Other Stories
    The Captain's Daughter and Other Stories
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-83197-2
    $10.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Feb 27, 2013
  • Anna Karenina (Movie Tie-in Edition)
    Anna Karenina (Movie Tie-in Edition)
    Official Tie-in Edition Including the screenplay by Tom Stoppard
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-345-80393-1
    $8.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Oct 16, 2012
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-95133-5
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 02, 2012
  • Hadji Murat
    Hadji Murat
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-95134-2
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 02, 2012
  • The Captain's Daughter
    The Captain's Daughter
    And Other Stories
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-94965-3
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 07, 2012
  • The Age of Innocence
    The Age of Innocence
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94951-6
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • The House of Mirth
    The House of Mirth
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94952-3
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • Ethan Frome
    Ethan Frome
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94953-0
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • The Custom of the Country
    The Custom of the Country
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94954-7
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • Decameron
    Decameron
    Giovanni Boccaccio
    978-0-307-47217-5
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 14, 2012
  • Great Expectations
    Great Expectations
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94716-1
    $7.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • David Copperfield
    David Copperfield
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94717-8
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Oliver Twist
    Oliver Twist
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94718-5
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Hard Times
    Hard Times
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94720-8
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Parade's End
    Parade's End
    Ford Madox Ford
    978-0-307-74420-3
    $21.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2012
  • Bleak House
    Bleak House
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94719-2
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2012
  • A Christmas Carol
    A Christmas Carol
    And Other Christmas Books
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94721-5
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 29, 2011
  • The Physiology of Taste
    The Physiology of Taste
    Or Meditations on Transcendental Gastronomy
    Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin
    978-0-307-39037-0
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 04, 2011
  • The Fifth Queen
    The Fifth Queen
    Ford Madox Ford
    978-0-307-74491-3
    $15.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 04, 2011
  • The Picture of Dorian Gray
    The Picture of Dorian Gray
    Oscar Wilde
    978-0-307-74352-7
    $8.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 26, 2011
  • The Canterbury Tales
    The Canterbury Tales
    A Prose Version in Modern English
    Geoffrey Chaucer
    978-0-307-74353-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 12, 2011
  • Dracula
    Dracula
    Bram Stoker
    978-0-307-74330-5
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 14, 2011
  • Hawthorne's Short Stories
    Hawthorne's Short Stories
    Nathaniel Hawthorne
    978-0-307-74121-9
    $16.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 11, 2011
  • Sapphira and the Slave Girl
    Sapphira and the Slave Girl
    Willa Cather
    978-0-307-73965-0
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 07, 2010
  • Alexander's Bridge
    Alexander's Bridge
    Willa Cather
    978-0-307-73966-7
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 07, 2010
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-38886-5
    $17.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2010
  • Bel Ami
    Bel Ami
    Guy De Maupassant
    978-0-307-74088-5
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2010
  • The Beautiful and Damned
    The Beautiful and Damned
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47635-7
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 10, 2010
  • Tales of the Jazz Age
    Tales of the Jazz Age
    Stories
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47637-1
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 10, 2010
  • The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
    The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
    A Novel
    Mark Twain
    978-0-307-47555-8
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 06, 2010
  • The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
    The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
    Mark Twain
    978-0-307-47556-5
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 06, 2010
  • The Original Frankenstein
    The Original Frankenstein
    Mary Shelley
    978-0-307-47442-1
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • This Side of Paradise
    This Side of Paradise
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47451-3
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • Flappers and Philosophers
    Flappers and Philosophers
    Stories
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47452-0
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • Great Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
    Great Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
    Edgar Allan Poe
    978-0-307-47477-3
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 01, 2009
  • Jane Eyre
    Jane Eyre
    Charlotte Bronte
    978-0-307-45519-2
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 07, 2009
  • Villette
    Villette
    Charlotte Bronte
    978-0-307-45556-7
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 07, 2009
  • The Shadow-Line
    The Shadow-Line
    A Confession
    Joseph Conrad
    978-0-307-38653-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 09, 2007
  • Northanger Abbey
    Northanger Abbey
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38683-0
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Emma
    Emma
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38684-7
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Persuasion
    Persuasion
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38685-4
    $7.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Pride and Prejudice
    Pride and Prejudice
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38686-1
    $7.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • The Bridge of San Luis Rey
    The Bridge of San Luis Rey
    Thornton Wilder
    978-0-593-47094-7
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 15, 2023
  • God's Trombones
    God's Trombones
    Seven Negro Sermons in Verse
    James Weldon Johnson
    978-0-593-46881-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 21, 2023
  • Boris Godunov, Little Tragedies, and Others
    Boris Godunov, Little Tragedies, and Others
    The Complete Plays
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-593-46756-5
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 17, 2023
  • Men Without Women
    Men Without Women
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-46884-5
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2023
  • To the Lighthouse
    To the Lighthouse
    Virginia Woolf
    978-0-593-46886-9
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2023
  • The Sun Also Rises
    The Sun Also Rises
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-46634-6
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 25, 2022
  • Enough Rope
    Enough Rope
    A Book of Light Verse
    Dorothy Parker
    978-0-593-46635-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 25, 2022
  • Sister Carrie
    Sister Carrie
    Theodore Dreiser
    978-0-593-31488-3
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 28, 2021
  • The Art of War
    The Art of War
    Sun Tzu
    978-0-593-31466-1
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 21, 2021
  • Wuthering Heights
    Wuthering Heights
    Emily Bronte
    978-0-593-24403-6
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Dec 07, 2021
  • A Passage to India
    A Passage to India
    E. M. Forster
    978-0-593-24156-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Aug 10, 2021
  • An American Tragedy
    An American Tragedy
    Theodore Dreiser
    978-0-593-31332-9
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 25, 2021
  • The Waste Land and Other Poems
    The Waste Land and Other Poems
    T. S. Eliot
    978-0-593-31334-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 11, 2021
  • Fifty-Two Stories
    Fifty-Two Stories
    Anton Chekhov
    978-0-525-56238-2
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 19, 2021
  • Mrs. Dalloway
    Mrs. Dalloway
    Virginia Woolf
    978-0-593-31180-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • In Our Time
    In Our Time
    Ernest Hemingway
    978-0-593-31182-0
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • The Great Gatsby
    The Great Gatsby
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-593-31184-4
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • Manhattan Transfer
    Manhattan Transfer
    John Dos Passos
    978-0-593-31205-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 05, 2021
  • The Prince
    The Prince
    Niccolo Machiavelli
    978-0-593-31086-1
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 13, 2020
  • The Wealth of Nations
    The Wealth of Nations
    Adam Smith
    978-0-593-31087-8
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 13, 2020
  • The Count of Monte Cristo
    The Count of Monte Cristo
    Alexandre Dumas
    978-0-593-08150-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 16, 2020
  • Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
    Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
    Jules Verne
    978-0-593-08151-8
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 16, 2020
  • Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
    Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    978-1-9848-9953-8
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 14, 2020
  • Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume II
    Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume II
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    978-1-9848-9954-5
    $14.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 14, 2020
  • A Passage to India
    A Passage to India
    E. M. Forster
    978-1-9848-9946-0
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 07, 2020
  • Little Women
    Little Women
    Louisa May Alcott
    978-1-9848-9885-2
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 12, 2019
  • Leaves of Grass
    Leaves of Grass
    Walt Whitman
    978-1-9848-9755-8
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 28, 2019
  • Whose Body?
    Whose Body?
    The First Lord Peter Wimsey Mystery
    Dorothy L. Sayers
    978-0-525-56511-6
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 30, 2019
  • New Hampshire
    New Hampshire
    Robert Frost
    978-0-525-56534-5
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 22, 2019
  • My Antonia
    My Antonia
    Introduction by Jane Smiley
    Willa Cather
    978-0-525-56286-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 06, 2018
  • Novels, Tales, Journeys
    Novels, Tales, Journeys
    The Complete Prose of Alexander Pushkin
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-94988-2
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 17, 2017
  • All Passion Spent
    All Passion Spent
    Vita Sackville-West
    978-0-525-43397-2
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 11, 2017
  • The Edwardians
    The Edwardians
    Vita Sackville-West
    978-0-525-43399-6
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 11, 2017
  • The Rights of Man
    The Rights of Man
    H. G. Wells
    978-0-525-43234-0
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 21, 2017
  • The Time Machine
    The Time Machine
    H. G. Wells
    978-0-525-43235-7
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 21, 2017
  • Poems
    Poems
    William Blake
    978-1-101-97314-1
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 13, 2016
  • The Mayor of Casterbridge
    The Mayor of Casterbridge
    Thomas Hardy
    978-0-345-80401-3
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 08, 2016
  • Notes from a Dead House
    Notes from a Dead House
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    978-0-307-94987-5
    $16.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 22, 2016
  • In the Land of Pain
    In the Land of Pain
    Alphonse Daudet
    978-1-101-97086-7
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 22, 2016
  • Tess of the D'Urbervilles
    Tess of the D'Urbervilles
    Thomas Hardy
    978-0-345-80398-6
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Mar 03, 2015
  • The Prince and the Pauper
    The Prince and the Pauper
    Mark Twain
    978-1-101-87310-6
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 03, 2015
  • Pudd'nhead Wilson
    Pudd'nhead Wilson
    Mark Twain
    978-1-101-87311-3
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 03, 2015
  • Walden & Civil Disobedience
    Walden & Civil Disobedience
    Henry David Thoreau
    978-0-8041-7156-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 26, 2014
  • The Scarlet Letter
    The Scarlet Letter
    A Romance
    Nathaniel Hawthorne
    978-0-8041-7157-1
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 26, 2014
  • The Red Badge of Courage
    The Red Badge of Courage
    Stephen Crane
    978-0-8041-6884-7
    $8.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 25, 2014
  • The Call of the Wild & White Fang
    The Call of the Wild & White Fang
    Jack London
    978-0-8041-6885-4
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 25, 2014
  • The Enchanted Wanderer
    The Enchanted Wanderer
    And Other Stories
    Nikolai Leskov
    978-0-307-38887-2
    $19.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 14, 2014
  • The Divine Comedy
    The Divine Comedy
    The Unabridged Classic
    Dante Alighieri
    978-0-8041-6912-7
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    May 14, 2013
  • The Captain's Daughter and Other Stories
    The Captain's Daughter and Other Stories
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-83197-2
    $10.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Feb 27, 2013
  • Anna Karenina (Movie Tie-in Edition)
    Anna Karenina (Movie Tie-in Edition)
    Official Tie-in Edition Including the screenplay by Tom Stoppard
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-345-80393-1
    $8.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    Oct 16, 2012
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-95133-5
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 02, 2012
  • Hadji Murat
    Hadji Murat
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-95134-2
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 02, 2012
  • The Captain's Daughter
    The Captain's Daughter
    And Other Stories
    Alexander Pushkin
    978-0-307-94965-3
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 07, 2012
  • The Age of Innocence
    The Age of Innocence
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94951-6
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • The House of Mirth
    The House of Mirth
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94952-3
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • Ethan Frome
    Ethan Frome
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94953-0
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • The Custom of the Country
    The Custom of the Country
    Edith Wharton
    978-0-307-94954-7
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 05, 2012
  • Decameron
    Decameron
    Giovanni Boccaccio
    978-0-307-47217-5
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Feb 14, 2012
  • Great Expectations
    Great Expectations
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94716-1
    $7.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • David Copperfield
    David Copperfield
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94717-8
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Oliver Twist
    Oliver Twist
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94718-5
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Hard Times
    Hard Times
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94720-8
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 10, 2012
  • Parade's End
    Parade's End
    Ford Madox Ford
    978-0-307-74420-3
    $21.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2012
  • Bleak House
    Bleak House
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94719-2
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 03, 2012
  • A Christmas Carol
    A Christmas Carol
    And Other Christmas Books
    Charles Dickens
    978-0-307-94721-5
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Nov 29, 2011
  • The Physiology of Taste
    The Physiology of Taste
    Or Meditations on Transcendental Gastronomy
    Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin
    978-0-307-39037-0
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 04, 2011
  • The Fifth Queen
    The Fifth Queen
    Ford Madox Ford
    978-0-307-74491-3
    $15.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 04, 2011
  • The Picture of Dorian Gray
    The Picture of Dorian Gray
    Oscar Wilde
    978-0-307-74352-7
    $8.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 26, 2011
  • The Canterbury Tales
    The Canterbury Tales
    A Prose Version in Modern English
    Geoffrey Chaucer
    978-0-307-74353-4
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jul 12, 2011
  • Dracula
    Dracula
    Bram Stoker
    978-0-307-74330-5
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jun 14, 2011
  • Hawthorne's Short Stories
    Hawthorne's Short Stories
    Nathaniel Hawthorne
    978-0-307-74121-9
    $16.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Jan 11, 2011
  • Sapphira and the Slave Girl
    Sapphira and the Slave Girl
    Willa Cather
    978-0-307-73965-0
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 07, 2010
  • Alexander's Bridge
    Alexander's Bridge
    Willa Cather
    978-0-307-73966-7
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Dec 07, 2010
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-38886-5
    $17.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2010
  • Bel Ami
    Bel Ami
    Guy De Maupassant
    978-0-307-74088-5
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 05, 2010
  • The Beautiful and Damned
    The Beautiful and Damned
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47635-7
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 10, 2010
  • Tales of the Jazz Age
    Tales of the Jazz Age
    Stories
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47637-1
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Aug 10, 2010
  • The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
    The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
    A Novel
    Mark Twain
    978-0-307-47555-8
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 06, 2010
  • The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
    The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
    Mark Twain
    978-0-307-47556-5
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 06, 2010
  • The Original Frankenstein
    The Original Frankenstein
    Mary Shelley
    978-0-307-47442-1
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • This Side of Paradise
    This Side of Paradise
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47451-3
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • Flappers and Philosophers
    Flappers and Philosophers
    Stories
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    978-0-307-47452-0
    $11.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 08, 2009
  • Great Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
    Great Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
    Edgar Allan Poe
    978-0-307-47477-3
    $14.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 01, 2009
  • Jane Eyre
    Jane Eyre
    Charlotte Bronte
    978-0-307-45519-2
    $9.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 07, 2009
  • Villette
    Villette
    Charlotte Bronte
    978-0-307-45556-7
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Apr 07, 2009
  • The Shadow-Line
    The Shadow-Line
    A Confession
    Joseph Conrad
    978-0-307-38653-3
    $10.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Oct 09, 2007
  • Northanger Abbey
    Northanger Abbey
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38683-0
    $8.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Emma
    Emma
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38684-7
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Persuasion
    Persuasion
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38685-4
    $7.00 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007
  • Pride and Prejudice
    Pride and Prejudice
    Jane Austen
    978-0-307-38686-1
    $7.95 US
    Paperback
    Vintage
    Sep 04, 2007

Other Books by this Author

  • Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812
    Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812
    from War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-525-43625-6
    $1.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    May 02, 2017
  • The Modern Library Collection Essential Russian Novels 4-Book Bundle
    The Modern Library Collection Essential Russian Novels 4-Book Bundle
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-8448-4
    $2.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Sep 10, 2012
  • The Death of Ivan Ilych and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilych and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-451-53217-6
    $6.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Signet
    Aug 07, 2012
  • Childhood; Boyhood; Youth
    Childhood; Boyhood; Youth
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044992-1
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jun 26, 2012
  • Resurrection
    Resurrection
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-042463-8
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Oct 27, 2009
  • A Confession
    A Confession
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-104255-8
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Books
    Oct 27, 2009
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044793-4
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Feb 24, 2009
  • The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories
    The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044960-0
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 27, 2008
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044961-7
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 27, 2008
  • Political Leadership
    Political Leadership
    Stories of Power and Politics from Literature and Life
    Robert Coles, George Eliot, George Orwell, Leo Tolstoy, Anthony Trollope
    978-0-307-43162-2
    $7.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Dec 18, 2007
  • Teaching Stories
    Teaching Stories
    An Anthology on the Power of Learning and Literature
    Robert Coles, Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-43191-2
    $12.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Dec 18, 2007
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-1-101-00383-1
    $1.99 US
    Ebook
    Signet
    Jun 05, 2007
  • The Cossacks and Other Stories
    The Cossacks and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044959-4
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 19, 2007
  • The Cossacks
    The Cossacks
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-7504-8
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Feb 14, 2006
  • Master and Man and Other Stories
    Master and Man and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044962-4
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Dec 27, 2005
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Master and Man
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Master and Man
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-76099-0
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Aug 10, 2004
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-303500-8
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 31, 2004
  • The Kreutzer Sonata
    The Kreutzer Sonata
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-6823-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Sep 09, 2003
  • Hadji Murad
    Hadji Murad
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-6711-1
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Jul 08, 2003
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-451-52861-2
    $7.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Signet
    Nov 05, 2002
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-76064-8
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Jul 09, 2002
  • Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume I
    Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume I
    Introduction by John Bayley
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-41172-4
    $30.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Aug 07, 2001
  • Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume II
    Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume II
    Introduction by John Bayley
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-41287-5
    $30.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Aug 07, 2001
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-78330-5
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Oct 10, 2000
  • What Is Art?
    What Is Art?
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044642-5
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 01, 1996
  • How Much Land Does a Man Need? and Other Stories
    How Much Land Does a Man Need? and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044506-0
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Mar 01, 1994
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    3-Volume Boxed Set; Introduction by R. F. Christian
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-40573-3
    $50.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Dec 07, 1992
  • Childhood, Boyhood, and Youth
    Childhood, Boyhood, and Youth
    Introduction by A. N. Wilson
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-40578-8
    $23.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Oct 15, 1991
  • A Confession and Other Religious Writings
    A Confession and Other Religious Writings
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044473-5
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 05, 1988
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-553-21035-4
    $6.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Bantam Classics
    Mar 01, 1981
  • Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812
    Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812
    from War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-525-43625-6
    $1.99 US
    Ebook
    Vintage
    May 02, 2017
  • The Modern Library Collection Essential Russian Novels 4-Book Bundle
    The Modern Library Collection Essential Russian Novels 4-Book Bundle
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-8448-4
    $2.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Sep 10, 2012
  • The Death of Ivan Ilych and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilych and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-451-53217-6
    $6.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Signet
    Aug 07, 2012
  • Childhood; Boyhood; Youth
    Childhood; Boyhood; Youth
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044992-1
    $17.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jun 26, 2012
  • Resurrection
    Resurrection
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-042463-8
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Oct 27, 2009
  • A Confession
    A Confession
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-104255-8
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Books
    Oct 27, 2009
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044793-4
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Feb 24, 2009
  • The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories
    The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044960-0
    $13.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 27, 2008
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044961-7
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 27, 2008
  • Political Leadership
    Political Leadership
    Stories of Power and Politics from Literature and Life
    Robert Coles, George Eliot, George Orwell, Leo Tolstoy, Anthony Trollope
    978-0-307-43162-2
    $7.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Dec 18, 2007
  • Teaching Stories
    Teaching Stories
    An Anthology on the Power of Learning and Literature
    Robert Coles, Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-307-43191-2
    $12.99 US
    Ebook
    Modern Library
    Dec 18, 2007
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-1-101-00383-1
    $1.99 US
    Ebook
    Signet
    Jun 05, 2007
  • The Cossacks and Other Stories
    The Cossacks and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044959-4
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 19, 2007
  • The Cossacks
    The Cossacks
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-7504-8
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Feb 14, 2006
  • Master and Man and Other Stories
    Master and Man and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044962-4
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Dec 27, 2005
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Master and Man
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Master and Man
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-76099-0
    $9.95 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Aug 10, 2004
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-303500-8
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    May 31, 2004
  • The Kreutzer Sonata
    The Kreutzer Sonata
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-6823-1
    $12.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Sep 09, 2003
  • Hadji Murad
    Hadji Murad
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-8129-6711-1
    $16.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Jul 08, 2003
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-451-52861-2
    $7.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Signet
    Nov 05, 2002
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-76064-8
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Jul 09, 2002
  • Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume I
    Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume I
    Introduction by John Bayley
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-41172-4
    $30.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Aug 07, 2001
  • Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume II
    Collected Shorter Fiction of Leo Tolstoy, Volume II
    Introduction by John Bayley
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-375-41287-5
    $30.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Aug 07, 2001
  • Anna Karenina
    Anna Karenina
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-78330-5
    $20.00 US
    Paperback
    Modern Library
    Oct 10, 2000
  • What Is Art?
    What Is Art?
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044642-5
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 01, 1996
  • How Much Land Does a Man Need? and Other Stories
    How Much Land Does a Man Need? and Other Stories
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044506-0
    $18.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Mar 01, 1994
  • War and Peace
    War and Peace
    3-Volume Boxed Set; Introduction by R. F. Christian
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-40573-3
    $50.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Dec 07, 1992
  • Childhood, Boyhood, and Youth
    Childhood, Boyhood, and Youth
    Introduction by A. N. Wilson
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-679-40578-8
    $23.00 US
    Hardcover
    Everyman's Library
    Oct 15, 1991
  • A Confession and Other Religious Writings
    A Confession and Other Religious Writings
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-14-044473-5
    $15.00 US
    Paperback
    Penguin Classics
    Jan 05, 1988
  • The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    The Death of Ivan Ilyich
    Leo Tolstoy
    978-0-553-21035-4
    $6.95 US
    Mass Market Paperback
    Bantam Classics
    Mar 01, 1981
 Keep in touch!
Sign up for news from Penguin Random House Higher Education.
Subscribe
Connect with Us!

Get the latest news on all things Higher Education. Learn about our books, authors, teacher events, and more!

Friend us on Facebook!

Follow us on Twitter!

Subscribe on YouTube!

Our mission is to foster a universal passion for reading by partnering with authors to help create stories and communicate ideas that inform, entertain, and inspire.

Privacy Policy   |   Terms of Use

© 2023 Penguin Random House

About Higher Education

  • About Us
  • Digital Solutions
  • FAQs
  • Conferences
  • Submit a desk/exam request
  • Contact your Higher Education Account Manager
  • Browse & subscribe to our newsletters

Penguin Random House Education

  • Elementary
  • Secondary
  • Higher Ed
  • Common Reads

Penguin Random House

  • penguinrandomhouse.com
  • global.penguinrandomhouse.com
  • Penguin Random House Speakers Bureau

About Higher Education

  • About Us
  • Digital Solutions
  • FAQs
  • Conferences

Penguin Random House Education

  • Elementary
  • Secondary
  • Higher Ed
  • Common Reads
  • Submit a desk/exam request
  • Contact your Higher Education Account Manager
  • Browse & subscribe to our newsletters

Penguin Random House

  • penguinrandomhouse.com
  • global.penguinrandomhouse.com
  • Penguin Random House Speakers Bureau

Privacy Policy   |   Terms of Use

© 2023 Penguin Random House
Back to Top

/