The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Том 6Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1845 |
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... con- ceived that he had less vanity than any other person that ever existed ; and he has given expression to this notion . The ground of the body , unless he had taken pains to master the 1845. ] 35 LORD BROUGHAM'S LIVES OF MEN OF LETTERS .
... con- ceived that he had less vanity than any other person that ever existed ; and he has given expression to this notion . The ground of the body , unless he had taken pains to master the 1845. ] 35 LORD BROUGHAM'S LIVES OF MEN OF LETTERS .
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... body he took in his early years , and not perceive had been examined by the two signing per- how strikingly the love of distinction prevailed sons en entier , and that the death had , in in him even then , and while his existence was ...
... body he took in his early years , and not perceive had been examined by the two signing per- how strikingly the love of distinction prevailed sons en entier , and that the death had , in in him even then , and while his existence was ...
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... body : - ' Edinburgh , April 20 , 1756 . ' Even places more hyperborean than this , more provincial , more uncultivated , and more barbarous , may furnish articles for a literary correspondence . Have you seen the second volume of ...
... body : - ' Edinburgh , April 20 , 1756 . ' Even places more hyperborean than this , more provincial , more uncultivated , and more barbarous , may furnish articles for a literary correspondence . Have you seen the second volume of ...
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... body , and sometimes loathsome to the senses . And every one who has ventured on these ways , has learned a lesson of hu- mility from his own repeated failures . He has learned to appreciate the enormous and formed but superficial ...
... body , and sometimes loathsome to the senses . And every one who has ventured on these ways , has learned a lesson of hu- mility from his own repeated failures . He has learned to appreciate the enormous and formed but superficial ...
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... body . Let him , then , write in more becoming language . But he closes with his own hands his only door of escape . Electricity is almost as metaphysical as ever mind was supposed to be ' ... and yet electricity is a real thing , an ...
... body . Let him , then , write in more becoming language . But he closes with his own hands his only door of escape . Electricity is almost as metaphysical as ever mind was supposed to be ' ... and yet electricity is a real thing , an ...
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