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 | Barker - 1997 - 374 страници
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 | James Russell Kincaid - 1998 - 372 страници
...moments, those I love best as I loved him beyond any best. Erotic Innocence Introduction I cannot say how truth may be; I say the tale as 'twas said to me. —Sir Walter Scott, "The Lay of the Last Minstrel" There are, and have been, many stories in the culture... | |
 | Michael A. Morrison - 1999 - 416 страници
...myths . . . not the embodiment of them. Neither is it the destruction of myths. — C. Vann Woodward I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as 'twas said to me. — Sir Walter Scott On October 13, 1859, three days before John Brown's raid on Harpers Ferry, a worried... | |
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 | James Watt - 1999 - 222 страници
...Marvellous', since he - rather than Scott - is the medium for the oral tradition on which the work is based: 'I cannot tell how the truth may be; / I say the tale as 'twas told to me.' 8 Whereas Lewis had stated simply that 'a Ghost or a Witch' was 'a sine-qua-non ingredient... | |
 | Jack V. Haney - 1999 - 148 страници
...to believe that the tradition will totally die. o III o PRIESTS, SKOMOROKHS, AND TELLERS OF TALES / cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as 'twas told to me. — Sir Walter Scott, The Lay of the Last Minstrel The early tellers of tales in Muscovite... | |
 | Thomas Love Peacock - 1999 - 197 страници
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Tis said, as through the aisles they passed, They heard strange noises on the blast ; And through the cloister-galleries small, Which at mid-height thread the chancel wall, Loud sobs, and laughter louder ran, And voices unlike the voice of man ; As if... 
