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... telling his friends , greatly increased the popularity of his lecture . The texts of the Cambridge Editions published by Messrs . Houghton , Mifflin & Co. have been used for the longer quotations from the poets . A British custom of ...
... telling his friends , greatly increased the popularity of his lecture . The texts of the Cambridge Editions published by Messrs . Houghton , Mifflin & Co. have been used for the longer quotations from the poets . A British custom of ...
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... tell you many a story of early English history , of Walter Lacey and Arnold De Lisle and Maid Marian , of Edward III and his cruel mother , Isabella . During all the bloody Wars of the Roses the tide of varying battle surged around this ...
... tell you many a story of early English history , of Walter Lacey and Arnold De Lisle and Maid Marian , of Edward III and his cruel mother , Isabella . During all the bloody Wars of the Roses the tide of varying battle surged around this ...
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... , a few days before he died , " by telling me how all my friends and fol- lowers thought me a coward , and that I had lost my valour . " One wonders whether Shakespeare didn't draw Lady Mac- beth from 20 AN OLD CASTLE AND OTHER ESSAYS.
... , a few days before he died , " by telling me how all my friends and fol- lowers thought me a coward , and that I had lost my valour . " One wonders whether Shakespeare didn't draw Lady Mac- beth from 20 AN OLD CASTLE AND OTHER ESSAYS.
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... telling the story of their liberation from the grip of the polar sea , " The ice was strong , but God was stronger ! " When Hum- phrey Gilbert's ten - ton ship , hammered almost to pieces . on the icy rocks of Labrador , was slowly ...
... telling the story of their liberation from the grip of the polar sea , " The ice was strong , but God was stronger ! " When Hum- phrey Gilbert's ten - ton ship , hammered almost to pieces . on the icy rocks of Labrador , was slowly ...
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... tell of all the great names that will rise to your recollection as you lie on the grass in the old castle of Ludlow and dream of the days when the Sid- neys lived there . You will think of those writers in whose pages , after all , we ...
... tell of all the great names that will rise to your recollection as you lie on the grass in the old castle of Ludlow and dream of the days when the Sid- neys lived there . You will think of those writers in whose pages , after all , we ...
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