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" ... tone) that it was eleven at night. All this was no ill preparation to the life I have led since, among those old... "
Mr. Pope's Literary Correspondence for Thirty Years; from 1704 to 1734 ... - Страница 103
по Alexander Pope - 1735 - 439 страници
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Томове 3–4

Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1881
...rose in the clearest - k > I ever a&w, by whose solomu light I paced on •lowly, without coin pan v, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes: the clocks of every college answered one another,...

English Grammar: The English Language in Its Elements and Forms. With a ...

William Chauncey Fowler - 1881
...evening overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose light I paced on slowly, without company or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a miU before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college...

English Letters and Letterwriters of the Eighteenth Century: With ...

Howard Williams, Jonathan Swift, Alexander Pope - 1886 - 552 страници
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford all the bells tolled in different notes, the clocks of every College answered one another,...

The Works of Alexander Pope: New Ed. Including Several Hundred ..., Том 9

Alexander Pope - 1886
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical and ...

Robert Chambers - 1902
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes ; the clocks of every college answered one...

The Great English Letter Writers, Том 1

William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson - 1908
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I, paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range of my thoughts. About a mile before I reached Oxford, all the bells tolled in different notes; the clocks of every college answered one another,...

An English Anthology of Prose and Poetry, Shewing the Main Stream of English ...

Sir Henry John Newbolt - 1922 - 1011 страници
...overtook me. The moon rose in the clearest sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I paced on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range...toll'd in different notes; the clocks of every college answer'd one another, and sounded forth (some in a deeper, some a softer tone) that it was eleven at...

Women's Place in Pope's World

Valerie Rumbold, Rumbold Valerie - 1989 - 315 страници
...overtook me, the Moon rose in the clearest Sky I ever saw, by whose solemn light I pac'd on slowly, without company, or any interruption to the range...thoughts. About a mile before I reachd Oxford, all the Night bells toll'd, in different notes; the Clocks of every College answerd one another; & told me,...
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