Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 14William Blackwood, 1823 |
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... cause of some of our public phenome- na . Why Sir Robert Wilson is as much forgotten as if he had never ra- ved ; why no man alive asks whether he is , at this sultry hour , hiding his glory and his honours in a cabaret at Corunna , or ...
... cause of some of our public phenome- na . Why Sir Robert Wilson is as much forgotten as if he had never ra- ved ; why no man alive asks whether he is , at this sultry hour , hiding his glory and his honours in a cabaret at Corunna , or ...
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... cause she has been too busy and too much pleased with settling the affairs of the earth , to think about the manu- facture of composers . Yet England has had great composers , ( for the true esti- mate is genius , not volume , ) though ...
... cause she has been too busy and too much pleased with settling the affairs of the earth , to think about the manu- facture of composers . Yet England has had great composers , ( for the true esti- mate is genius , not volume , ) though ...
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... such rivalry , And drew an omen thence of feebler aid , To abate the cause of quarrel , seized the fair , And placed her in Bavarian Namus ' care . " In premio promettendola a quel d'essi , Che in 1823 . 31 Wiffen - Rose - Gower .
... such rivalry , And drew an omen thence of feebler aid , To abate the cause of quarrel , seized the fair , And placed her in Bavarian Namus ' care . " In premio promettendola a quel d'essi , Che in 1823 . 31 Wiffen - Rose - Gower .
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... cause . One friend was near me then : he too is fled . My flowers are wither'd , and my garland dead . Seize me not thus ! it gives me pain . Have I e'er wrong'd thee ? why then bind me so ? Let not my woman's voice implore in vain- Can ...
... cause . One friend was near me then : he too is fled . My flowers are wither'd , and my garland dead . Seize me not thus ! it gives me pain . Have I e'er wrong'd thee ? why then bind me so ? Let not my woman's voice implore in vain- Can ...
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... cause more just than that he was apt to make too free use of his bottle , especially when he could contrive to do so at a friend's expense . The treatment sustained by the worthy knight of La Mancha , at the hands of the unfeeling ...
... cause more just than that he was apt to make too free use of his bottle , especially when he could contrive to do so at a friend's expense . The treatment sustained by the worthy knight of La Mancha , at the hands of the unfeeling ...
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Страница 481 - No, I thank you; but, I pray, do us a courtesy that shall stand you and your daughter in nothing, and yet we will think ourselves still something in your debt: it is but to sing us a song that was sung by your daughter when I last passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days since. MILK- WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was it, "Come, shepherds, deck your herds"? or "As at noon Dulcina rested"?