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Then, taking them up as I chance to have time, (that is, if their names can be
twisted in rhyme,) I will honestly give each his PROPER POSITION, at the rate of
ONE AUTHOR to each NEW EDITION. Thus a PREMIUM is offered sufficiently
HIGH ...
Then, taking them up as I chance to have time, (that is, if their names can be
twisted in rhyme,) I will honestly give each his PROPER POSITION, at the rate of
ONE AUTHOR to each NEW EDITION. Thus a PREMIUM is offered sufficiently
HIGH ...
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You have watched a child playing—in those wondrous years when belief is not
bound to the eyes and the ears, and the vision divine is so clear and unmarred,
that each baker of pies in the dirt is a bard 2 Give a knife and a shingle, he fits out
a ...
You have watched a child playing—in those wondrous years when belief is not
bound to the eyes and the ears, and the vision divine is so clear and unmarred,
that each baker of pies in the dirt is a bard 2 Give a knife and a shingle, he fits out
a ...
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... me no wish to say aught to you all, my poor critics, but— pish I have buried the
hatchet ; I am twisting an allumette out of one of you now, and relighting my
calumet. In your private capacities, come when you please, I will give you my
hand ...
... me no wish to say aught to you all, my poor critics, but— pish I have buried the
hatchet ; I am twisting an allumette out of one of you now, and relighting my
calumet. In your private capacities, come when you please, I will give you my
hand ...
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“O, weep with me, Daphne,” he sighed, “for you know it's A terrible thing to be
pestered with poets! But, alas, she is dumb, and the proverb holds good, She
never will cry till she's out of the wood What wouldn't I give if I never had known of
her ?
“O, weep with me, Daphne,” he sighed, “for you know it's A terrible thing to be
pestered with poets! But, alas, she is dumb, and the proverb holds good, She
never will cry till she's out of the wood What wouldn't I give if I never had known of
her ?
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... through at once, if love give a man eyes.” t Now there happened to be among
Phoebus's followers, A gentleman, one of the omnivorous swallowers, Who bolt
every book that comes out of the press, Without the least question of larger or
less, ...
... through at once, if love give a man eyes.” t Now there happened to be among
Phoebus's followers, A gentleman, one of the omnivorous swallowers, Who bolt
every book that comes out of the press, Without the least question of larger or
less, ...
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| Наслов | The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell |
| Аутор | James R. Lowell |
| Издао/ла | 1863 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет у Мичигену |
| Дигитализовано | 17 феб 2006 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |