Dog Ear Publishing, 2006 - 533 sidor
So who suffers the greater agony, the cursed or the curser? Don't ask Boleslaw because he won't be able to tell you. There you have it, a most vexing quandary. Truth be told, if it hadn't been for the psychoanalyst who age-regressed Godfrey Christopher, a distraught divorce, to a traumatic childhood incident during one of his therapy sessions, the people and events that ultimately provoked Boleslaw's curse might never have been revealed. While in this hypnagogic state, Godfrey is confronted by a man he had met only recently and later realizes that the individual evoked by his subconscious mind appears not to have aged one iota in the intervening thirty years pursuant to the incident. While attempting to get to the bottom of the enigma he stumbles onto a conspiracy dedicated to avenging the victims of the Katyn massacre, a heinous atrocity committed decades earlier by the Soviets that claimed tens of thousands of innocent lives. Boleslaw's Curse is a novel that not only opens a window onto the Soviet KGB apparat and its infamous Spetzburo Department but also leads the reader across two continents as the brother and the son of one of the murdered victims pursue the principal perpetrators of the massacre. When they ultimately follow them to the United States the question becomes, will Godfrey Christopher's astute probing into the murders of the perpetrators combined with the work of the local police agencies there unmask these two determined assassins, or will the devious stratagems employed by their cadre of compatriotic supporters enable them to escape detection long enough for them to complete their mission of vengeance and return to their homeland? There is an additional quandary, how will the love triangle involving a captivating European woman, the ubiquitous Godfrey Christopher, and one of the assassins be resolved in that both Christopher and the assassin are equally well-liked in this novel and both seemingly driven by unassailable principles?"
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Sida 1 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Sida 34 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.