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... Russia and Sweden , by Robert Ker Porter , 289 Critical Essays on the Performers of the London Theatres , 301 Travels through the South of France , by Lieutenant Colonel Pinkney . 312 An Account of the Empire of Morocco , by James Gray ...
... Russia and Sweden , by Robert Ker Porter , 289 Critical Essays on the Performers of the London Theatres , 301 Travels through the South of France , by Lieutenant Colonel Pinkney . 312 An Account of the Empire of Morocco , by James Gray ...
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... Russia , " a country her thirds , runs joyfully home to her congenial by its climate to her delicate father . Meanwhile the Greek slave , constitution and luxurious habits ; and who had , somewhat unpolitely , look- by its character ...
... Russia , " a country her thirds , runs joyfully home to her congenial by its climate to her delicate father . Meanwhile the Greek slave , constitution and luxurious habits ; and who had , somewhat unpolitely , look- by its character ...
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... Russia , where he been the prime mover in every met with prince Potemkin at Cher . scheme that has been proposed for son , whose notice he attracted ; and the emancipation of the Spanish co- by him was introduced to the emJonies in ...
... Russia , where he been the prime mover in every met with prince Potemkin at Cher . scheme that has been proposed for son , whose notice he attracted ; and the emancipation of the Spanish co- by him was introduced to the emJonies in ...
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... Russia , and is placed under must not omit to mention the diathe eagle at the top of it . This stone mond of the emperour of Germany , weighs 779 carats , and is worth , at which weighs 139 carats , and is valeast , 4,854,720 pounds ...
... Russia , and is placed under must not omit to mention the diathe eagle at the top of it . This stone mond of the emperour of Germany , weighs 779 carats , and is worth , at which weighs 139 carats , and is valeast , 4,854,720 pounds ...
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... Russia and the north , and his winthe sepulchres of the kings and be ters in the south , preserving by that roes which it encloses . The society means a perpetual summer , extremneat Naples is vastly more interesting , ly favourable to ...
... Russia and the north , and his winthe sepulchres of the kings and be ters in the south , preserving by that roes which it encloses . The society means a perpetual summer , extremneat Naples is vastly more interesting , ly favourable to ...
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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!
Side viii - I' the presence He would say untruths; .and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning : He was never, But where he meant to ruin, pitiful...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.