The Annual Biography and Obituary for the Year ..., Том 10Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1826 |
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... Parr , LL . D. 7. Thomas Bowdler , Esq . 8. The Bishop of Salisbury 9. Henry Fuseli , Esq . M. A. R. A. 10. The Reverend Abraham Rees , D.D. 11. Lord Carlisle 12. Alexander Tilloch , LL . D. 13. Mrs. Franklin 14. William Owen , Esq ...
... Parr , LL . D. 7. Thomas Bowdler , Esq . 8. The Bishop of Salisbury 9. Henry Fuseli , Esq . M. A. R. A. 10. The Reverend Abraham Rees , D.D. 11. Lord Carlisle 12. Alexander Tilloch , LL . D. 13. Mrs. Franklin 14. William Owen , Esq ...
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... . " Vice - Admiral Waldegrave also received a note from the heroic Nelson , accompanied by the sword of the second cap- tain of the St. Nicholas , as a proof of B 4 LORD RADSTOCK . 7 The Reverend Samuel Parr, LL D Thomas Bowdler,
... . " Vice - Admiral Waldegrave also received a note from the heroic Nelson , accompanied by the sword of the second cap- tain of the St. Nicholas , as a proof of B 4 LORD RADSTOCK . 7 The Reverend Samuel Parr, LL D Thomas Bowdler,
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... Parr , a handsome subscription was raised for his support ; and the venerable scholar was placed in a situation of comfort in Oxford , where he passed the remaining part of his life . In the year 1787 , we find Mr. Kett engaged with Mr ...
... Parr , a handsome subscription was raised for his support ; and the venerable scholar was placed in a situation of comfort in Oxford , where he passed the remaining part of his life . In the year 1787 , we find Mr. Kett engaged with Mr ...
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... Parr , to whom he was much attached , and to whose interests on a particular occasion he showed a high degree of benevolent attention . The present learned President of Magdalen College , and See the Memoir of Dr. Parr in the present ...
... Parr , to whom he was much attached , and to whose interests on a particular occasion he showed a high degree of benevolent attention . The present learned President of Magdalen College , and See the Memoir of Dr. Parr in the present ...
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... Revolution , " the materials of the fore- going memoir have been principally derived . We have also looked at " The Gentleman's Magazine , " and " The Monthly Magazine . " 121 THE No. VI . THE REV . SAMUEL PARR 120 LORD WHITWORTH .
... Revolution , " the materials of the fore- going memoir have been principally derived . We have also looked at " The Gentleman's Magazine , " and " The Monthly Magazine . " 121 THE No. VI . THE REV . SAMUEL PARR 120 LORD WHITWORTH .
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