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Yet these As little can I agree with the assertion , that tribes are surrounded by the same nature as from the objects with which the rustic hourly our peasants are ; but in still more impressive communicates the best part of language ...
Yet these As little can I agree with the assertion , that tribes are surrounded by the same nature as from the objects with which the rustic hourly our peasants are ; but in still more impressive communicates the best part of language ...
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myself to imitate , and , as far as is possible , to be , or not to be , zealous politicians , and readers adopt the very language of men . " ” of the weekly newspaper pro bono publico . “ Between the language of prose and that Anterior ...
myself to imitate , and , as far as is possible , to be , or not to be , zealous politicians , and readers adopt the very language of men . " ” of the weekly newspaper pro bono publico . “ Between the language of prose and that Anterior ...
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Shipman , Mary E. “ Orthodoxy concerning Keats , " Publications of the Modern Language Association , XLIV , 929–34 ( Sept. , 1929 ) . A refutation of Mr. Snow's article ( see below ) ; puts Keats's inspiration above the surcharge of raw ...
Shipman , Mary E. “ Orthodoxy concerning Keats , " Publications of the Modern Language Association , XLIV , 929–34 ( Sept. , 1929 ) . A refutation of Mr. Snow's article ( see below ) ; puts Keats's inspiration above the surcharge of raw ...
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