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... for This event gave birth to the pro- the express purpose of assisting the jects of
Anthony , baron de Neuhoff , Genoese . But as the natives were in one of the
most extraordinary men no small degree formidable , this comrecorded in history
.
... for This event gave birth to the pro- the express purpose of assisting the jects of
Anthony , baron de Neuhoff , Genoese . But as the natives were in one of the
most extraordinary men no small degree formidable , this comrecorded in history
.
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He had ex- liberty now beat high , it was unani . pressed great reluctance , " it
was mously resolved never to make any added , “ to accept of the command ,
peace with the enemy , unless on the but had at length been prevailed upon
express ...
He had ex- liberty now beat high , it was unani . pressed great reluctance , " it
was mously resolved never to make any added , “ to accept of the command ,
peace with the enemy , unless on the but had at length been prevailed upon
express ...
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The night before they set off again He had no scruple about fish , but for London ,
the footman of Samuel would not eat pork , as it was express- Holden , Esq .
brought a letter directly forbidden by his religion . By his ed to sir Bigby Lake .
The night before they set off again He had no scruple about fish , but for London ,
the footman of Samuel would not eat pork , as it was express- Holden , Esq .
brought a letter directly forbidden by his religion . By his ed to sir Bigby Lake .
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... prince on the French nation , and perfect state : to express which , she has
French revolution ; sentiments not coined the word perfectibilité . perfectly
congenial to those of the VOL . II , was ac . editor , or to those of the present
schatka to.
... prince on the French nation , and perfect state : to express which , she has
French revolution ; sentiments not coined the word perfectibilité . perfectly
congenial to those of the VOL . II , was ac . editor , or to those of the present
schatka to.
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Bread , which While we bitterly deplore the excess , cost eight sous per pound , in
hard money , es of a people intoxicated with the was distributed , almost for
nothing , to the first draughts of anarchy , and express inhabitants of Paris .
Bread , which While we bitterly deplore the excess , cost eight sous per pound , in
hard money , es of a people intoxicated with the was distributed , almost for
nothing , to the first draughts of anarchy , and express inhabitants of Paris .
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Page 195 - The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same.
Page 169 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 195 - RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 170 - In the day-time they had the range of a hall, and at night retired each to his own bed, never intruding into that of another. Puss grew presently familiar, would leap into my lap, raise himself upon his hinder feet, and bite the hair from my temples.
Page 231 - But hark, the trump ! — to-morrow thou In glory's fires shalt dry thy tears : Ev'n from the land of shadows now My father's awful ghost appears Amidst the clouds that round us roll ; He bids my soul for battle thirst, He bids me dry the last — the first — The only tears that ever burst From Outalissi's soul ; Because I may not stain with grief The death-song of an Indian chief.
Page 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 231 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Page 18 - Their groves o' sweet myrtle let foreign lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume ; Far dearer to me yon lone glen o' green breckan, Wi' the burn stealing under the lang yellow broom. Far dearer to me are yon humble broom bowers, Where the bluebell and gowan lurk lowly unseen : For there, lightly tripping amang the wild flowers, A-listening the linnet, aft wanders my Jean. Tho...
Page 14 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Select Reviews of Literature, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, Volume 2 |
| Editor | Enos Bronson |
| Publisher | Hopkins and Earle, 1809 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 23 May 2007 |
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