The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany, Том 89Archibald Constable and Company, 1822 |
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... feel- ing is so prevalent , that it has been seen and experienced by all who have visited the country ; and it is nothing more than an expression of indigna- tion , and of mortified pride , at their own humiliation , directed particular ...
... feel- ing is so prevalent , that it has been seen and experienced by all who have visited the country ; and it is nothing more than an expression of indigna- tion , and of mortified pride , at their own humiliation , directed particular ...
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... feel- ings are irrational and mischievous , seeing that their tendency is to in volve the world in perpetual distur- bance . This is no doubt true ; France would do well to bury her past greatness in oblivion ; to sit down quietly , and ...
... feel- ings are irrational and mischievous , seeing that their tendency is to in volve the world in perpetual distur- bance . This is no doubt true ; France would do well to bury her past greatness in oblivion ; to sit down quietly , and ...
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... feel ? It must , it must be told - prepare , And nerve that gentle heart to bear ! But I - Oh ! was it then for me The herald of thy woes to be ; Thy soul's bright calmness to destroy , And wake thee first from dreams of joy ? Forgive ...
... feel ? It must , it must be told - prepare , And nerve that gentle heart to bear ! But I - Oh ! was it then for me The herald of thy woes to be ; Thy soul's bright calmness to destroy , And wake thee first from dreams of joy ? Forgive ...
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... feel not inclined to put on record , though sanctioned by the smudging laugh of Mrs Dinwoodie herself . This strain of high - kilted convivi- ality ceased not to tickle the risibility of all concerned , until the bride's brother , Adam ...
... feel not inclined to put on record , though sanctioned by the smudging laugh of Mrs Dinwoodie herself . This strain of high - kilted convivi- ality ceased not to tickle the risibility of all concerned , until the bride's brother , Adam ...
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... have been delivered to the memory of our great and good king , but for a trifling incident that marred the gudeman's grateful flow of feel- ings . On lifting up his eyes , the more reverently to 1822. ] 21 The Literary Legacy - No . I.
... have been delivered to the memory of our great and good king , but for a trifling incident that marred the gudeman's grateful flow of feel- ings . On lifting up his eyes , the more reverently to 1822. ] 21 The Literary Legacy - No . I.
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