The Beauties of Modern Literature, in Verse and Prose: To which is Prefixed, a Preliminary View of the Literature of the AgeSherwood, Jones, and Company, 1824 - 484 страници The preliminary view is chiefly a comparison of classical and romantic poetry. |
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... passed on Full , and by night returned hungering anew ; And still the new morn filled his horrid maw , With flocks , and herds , a city , a tribe , a town , One after one borne out , and far from land Dying in whirlpools or the sullen ...
... passed on Full , and by night returned hungering anew ; And still the new morn filled his horrid maw , With flocks , and herds , a city , a tribe , a town , One after one borne out , and far from land Dying in whirlpools or the sullen ...
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... passed occasionally some summers , and from this period I date my love of mountainous countries . I can never forget the effect a few years afterwards in England , of the only thing I had long seen , even in miniature , of a mountain ...
... passed occasionally some summers , and from this period I date my love of mountainous countries . I can never forget the effect a few years afterwards in England , of the only thing I had long seen , even in miniature , of a mountain ...
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... passing oar is heard The startled echo of the ocean bird , Who rears on its bare breast her callow brood , The feathered fishers of the solitude . A narrow segment of the yellow sand On one side forms the outline of a strand ; Here the ...
... passing oar is heard The startled echo of the ocean bird , Who rears on its bare breast her callow brood , The feathered fishers of the solitude . A narrow segment of the yellow sand On one side forms the outline of a strand ; Here the ...
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... passing crowd , Nor soldier's drum , nor trumpet's swell , From neighbouring fort or citadel ; No sound of human toil or strife , To death's lone dwelling speaks of life , ED . Nor breaks the silence , still and deep , Where BEAUTIES OF ...
... passing crowd , Nor soldier's drum , nor trumpet's swell , From neighbouring fort or citadel ; No sound of human toil or strife , To death's lone dwelling speaks of life , ED . Nor breaks the silence , still and deep , Where BEAUTIES OF ...
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... passing through the central nave , Treads lightly on my brother's grave . But when the sweet - ton'd sabbath - chime , Pouring its music on the breeze , Proclaims the well - known holy time Of prayer , and thanks , and bended knees ...
... passing through the central nave , Treads lightly on my brother's grave . But when the sweet - ton'd sabbath - chime , Pouring its music on the breeze , Proclaims the well - known holy time Of prayer , and thanks , and bended knees ...
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