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the calf , and my neighbors , like hers , no doubt , wonder and laugh , and when ,
my strained arms with their grown burthen full , I call it my Fable , they call it a bull
. Having scrawled at full gallop ( as far as that goes ) in a style that is neither ...
the calf , and my neighbors , like hers , no doubt , wonder and laugh , and when ,
my strained arms with their grown burthen full , I call it my Fable , they call it a bull
. Having scrawled at full gallop ( as far as that goes ) in a style that is neither ...
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... and so much aesthetic perception of anonymous worth in the handsome
reception you gave to my book , spite of some private piques , ( having bought
the first thousand in barely two weeks , ) that I think , past a doubt , if you
measured the ...
... and so much aesthetic perception of anonymous worth in the handsome
reception you gave to my book , spite of some private piques , ( having bought
the first thousand in barely two weeks , ) that I think , past a doubt , if you
measured the ...
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... or Brutus , or something as solemn , By way of displaying his critical crosses ,
And tweaking that poor transatlantic proboscis , His broadsides resulting ( and
this there ' s no doubt of , ) In successively sinking the craft they ' re fired out of .
... or Brutus , or something as solemn , By way of displaying his critical crosses ,
And tweaking that poor transatlantic proboscis , His broadsides resulting ( and
this there ' s no doubt of , ) In successively sinking the craft they ' re fired out of .
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... labor for life on the works of Miss Petty thieves , kept from flagranter crimes by
their fears , Shall peruse Yankee Doodle a blank term of years , That American
Punch , like the English , no doubt , Just the sugar and lemons and spirit left out .
... labor for life on the works of Miss Petty thieves , kept from flagranter crimes by
their fears , Shall peruse Yankee Doodle a blank term of years , That American
Punch , like the English , no doubt , Just the sugar and lemons and spirit left out .
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... that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ' tis kindled o ' nights With a
semblance of flame by the chill Northern Lights . He may rank ( Griswold says so
) first bard of your nation , ( There ' s no doubt that he stands in supreme
iceolation ...
... that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ' tis kindled o ' nights With a
semblance of flame by the chill Northern Lights . He may rank ( Griswold says so
) first bard of your nation , ( There ' s no doubt that he stands in supreme
iceolation ...
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| Title | Fable for critics. Bigelow papers. Unhappy lot of Mr. Knott. An oriental apologue Volume 2 of The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell: Complete in Two Volumes, James Russell Lowell |
| Author | James Russell Lowell |
| Publisher | Ticknor and Fields, 1858 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 21 May 2007 |
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