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Extracts from " Loves of the Plants " 31 The Lot of Thousands . . . . . Invocation to
the Goddess of Botany 34 On a Sprig of Heath . . . . . . Destruction of Sennacherib
' s Army 35 The Highland Poor . . . . . Death of Eliza at the Battle of Min From Mrs ...
Extracts from " Loves of the Plants " 31 The Lot of Thousands . . . . . Invocation to
the Goddess of Botany 34 On a Sprig of Heath . . . . . . Destruction of Sennacherib
' s Army 35 The Highland Poor . . . . . Death of Eliza at the Battle of Min From Mrs ...
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135 Poor Relations . . . . . . . . . . 197 On King ' s College Chapel , CamThe Origin
of Roast Pig . . . . 198 bridge . . . . 135 William Sotheby ( 1757 - 1833 ) . 200 Lines
: Lucy . . . . . . . . . . . . 136 Lines on Staffa . . . . . 200 We are seven . . . . . . . . . . 137 ...
135 Poor Relations . . . . . . . . . . 197 On King ' s College Chapel , CamThe Origin
of Roast Pig . . . . 198 bridge . . . . 135 William Sotheby ( 1757 - 1833 ) . 200 Lines
: Lucy . . . . . . . . . . . . 136 Lines on Staffa . . . . . 200 We are seven . . . . . . . . . . 137 ...
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244 Poor Jack . . . . . . . . . . . 299 • Norham Castle . . . . . . . . . 245 John Collins (
died in 1808 ) . . . . . 299 Battle of Flodden . . . . . . . 245 Song , “ In the Downhill of
Life " . . . 300 Death of Marmion . . . . . . . . . . . . 246 Robert Knowles ( 1798 - 1817 )
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244 Poor Jack . . . . . . . . . . . 299 • Norham Castle . . . . . . . . . 245 John Collins (
died in 1808 ) . . . . . 299 Battle of Flodden . . . . . . . 245 Song , “ In the Downhill of
Life " . . . 300 Death of Marmion . . . . . . . . . . . . 246 Robert Knowles ( 1798 - 1817 )
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He had gone through the great Grecian at Westminster School , and afterwards
read him critically in the Temple , and he was impressed with but a poor opinion
of the translation of Pope . Setting himself to a daily task of forty lines , he at
length ...
He had gone through the great Grecian at Westminster School , and afterwards
read him critically in the Temple , and he was impressed with but a poor opinion
of the translation of Pope . Setting himself to a daily task of forty lines , he at
length ...
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... notice , and yet begs , Begs a propitious ear for his poor thoughts , However
trivial all that he conceives . Sweet bashfulness ! it claims at least this praise , The
dearth of information and good sense That it foretells us , always comes to pass .
... notice , and yet begs , Begs a propitious ear for his poor thoughts , However
trivial all that he conceives . Sweet bashfulness ! it claims at least this praise , The
dearth of information and good sense That it foretells us , always comes to pass .
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| Title | Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volume 5 Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Robert Carruthers |
| Editor | Robert Chambers |
| Publisher | Amer. Book Exchange, 1879 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 15 Dec 2006 |
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