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" My comfort amidst all this is", that i have, at the distance of half a mile, through a green lane, a forest (the vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. "
Letters of Thomas Gray: Two Volumes in One - Страница 22
по Thomas Gray - 1820 - 244 страници
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The Chiltern Hundreds

Albert J. Foster - 1897 - 232 страници
...field, yet he continues still to regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He holds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when...amidst all this is, that I have, at the distance of half-a-mile, through a green lane, a forest (the vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good...

A History of English Romanticism in the Eighteenth Century

Henry Augustin Beers - 1898 - 496 страници
...for her own." There is a significant passage in one of his early letters to Horace Walpole (1737): "I have, at the distance of half a mile, through a...vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices....

Gray's English Poems: Original, and Translated from the Norse and Welsh

Thomas Gray - 1898 - 346 страници
...uoiUUu£. hoary. l-'r.iser MS.. with spreading and nodding super'I have at the distance of half-a-mile, through a green lane, a forest (the vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices;...

Letters of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1899 - 268 страници
...field, yet he continues still to 4 regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He holds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when...vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices;...

Gray, Том 11

Edmund Gosse - 1899 - 260 страници
...field, yet he continues still to regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He holds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when...vulgar call it a common), all my own, at least, as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices;...

The Canadian Magazine, Том 12

J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish - 1899 - 610 страници
...famous among all English-speaking people. " I have," he wrote in a vacation letter to Horace Walpole, "at the distance of half a mile, through a green lane,...vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices—mountains,...

Studies in Some Famous Letters

John Cann Bailey - 1899 - 328 страници
...field, yet he continues still to regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He holds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when I should ride, and reading when I should hunt. Mycomfort amidst all this is, that I have at the distance of half-a-mile, through a green lane, a forest...

Studies in Some Famous Letters

John Cann Bailey - 1899 - 324 страници
...field, yet he continues still to regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He holds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when I should ride, and readingwhen I should hunt. Mycomfort amidst all this is, that I have at the distance of half-a-mile,...

English Men of Letters: Pope, by Leslie Stephen, 1900; Johnson by Leslie ...

1900 - 674 страници
...yet he continues still to regale his ears and nose with their comfortable noise and stink. He helds me mighty cheap, I perceive, for walking when I should...vulgar call it a common), all my own, at least, as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices,...

Longman's Handbook of English Literature

R. McWilliam - 1900 - 834 страници
...Walpole we get a pleasant picture of the youth studying at the feet of the famous Burnham Beeches. I have, at the distance of half a mile through a green...vulgar call it a common) all my own, at least as good as so, for I spy no human thing in it but myself. It is a little chaos of mountains and precipices...




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