The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...: Complete in Two Volumes, Том 2Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... hear by some persons applied to a good friend of mine , whom to stab in the side , as we walked along chatting and joking together , would not be my way . I can hardly tell whether a ques- tion will ever arise in which he and I should ...
... hear by some persons applied to a good friend of mine , whom to stab in the side , as we walked along chatting and joking together , would not be my way . I can hardly tell whether a ques- tion will ever arise in which he and I should ...
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... hear the old click ; Why , I honestly think , if some fool in Japan Should turn up his nose at the ' Poems on Man , ' Your friend there by some inward instinct would know it , Would get it translated , reprinted , and show it ; As a man ...
... hear the old click ; Why , I honestly think , if some fool in Japan Should turn up his nose at the ' Poems on Man , ' Your friend there by some inward instinct would know it , Would get it translated , reprinted , and show it ; As a man ...
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... hears of that order the British Museum Has sent for one set of what books were first printed In America , little or big , -for ' tis hinted That this is the first truly tangible hope he Has ever had raised for the sale of a copy . I've ...
... hears of that order the British Museum Has sent for one set of what books were first printed In America , little or big , -for ' tis hinted That this is the first truly tangible hope he Has ever had raised for the sale of a copy . I've ...
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... hear him talk gratis ; And indeed , I believe , no man ever talked better-- Each sentence hangs perfectly poised to a letter ; He seems piling words , but there's royal dust hid In the heart of each sky - piercing pyramid . While he ...
... hear him talk gratis ; And indeed , I believe , no man ever talked better-- Each sentence hangs perfectly poised to a letter ; He seems piling words , but there's royal dust hid In the heart of each sky - piercing pyramid . While he ...
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... hear , you're not over - particular whence , Almost Taylor's profusion , quite Latimer's sense . " There is Bryant , as quiet , as cool , and as dignified , As a smooth , silent iceberg , that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ...
... hear , you're not over - particular whence , Almost Taylor's profusion , quite Latimer's sense . " There is Bryant , as quiet , as cool , and as dignified , As a smooth , silent iceberg , that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ...
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