The Works of Robert Burns: With an Account of His Life, and a Criticism on His WritingsT. Nelson and P. Brown, 1835 - 260 страница |
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... talents . After this I read the poems then published with greater interest and attention , and with a full conviction that , extraordinary as they are , they afford but an inadequate proof of the powers of their unfortu- nate author ...
... talents . After this I read the poems then published with greater interest and attention , and with a full conviction that , extraordinary as they are , they afford but an inadequate proof of the powers of their unfortu- nate author ...
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... talents as well as in blood , in whose future fortunes the friends of virtue will not , I trust , be uninterested . The publication of these volumes has been delayed by obstacles which these gentlemen could neither remove nor foresee ...
... talents as well as in blood , in whose future fortunes the friends of virtue will not , I trust , be uninterested . The publication of these volumes has been delayed by obstacles which these gentlemen could neither remove nor foresee ...
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... talents in the vicinity where he lived ; and having published a small volume of his poems at Kilmarnock , this drew upon him more general attention . In conse- quence of the encouragement he received , he repaired to Edinburgh , and ...
... talents in the vicinity where he lived ; and having published a small volume of his poems at Kilmarnock , this drew upon him more general attention . In conse- quence of the encouragement he received , he repaired to Edinburgh , and ...
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... talent , and a strength of thought , something like the rudiments of good sense ; and it will not seem surprising that I was generally a welcome guest where I visited , or any great wonder that , always where two or three met together ...
... talent , and a strength of thought , something like the rudiments of good sense ; and it will not seem surprising that I was generally a welcome guest where I visited , or any great wonder that , always where two or three met together ...
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... talents ; though it does not appear that he possessed any portion of that vivid imagination for which the subject of these memoirs was distinguished . In page xxx . it is observed by our poet , that his father had an unaccountable ...
... talents ; though it does not appear that he possessed any portion of that vivid imagination for which the subject of these memoirs was distinguished . In page xxx . it is observed by our poet , that his father had an unaccountable ...
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