A painter's camp in the Highlands, and Thoughts about art, Том 2Macmillan and Company, 1862 - 489 страница |
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... years ! Thackeray and Balzac will make it possible for our descendants to live over again in the England and France of to - day . Seen in this light , the novelist has a higher 2 That certain Artists should write on Art .
... years ! Thackeray and Balzac will make it possible for our descendants to live over again in the England and France of to - day . Seen in this light , the novelist has a higher 2 That certain Artists should write on Art .
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Philip Gilbert Hamerton. Seen in this light , the novelist has a higher office than merely to amuse his contemporaries ; he hands them down all living and talking together to the remotest ages . When the new Houses of Parliament and the ...
Philip Gilbert Hamerton. Seen in this light , the novelist has a higher office than merely to amuse his contemporaries ; he hands them down all living and talking together to the remotest ages . When the new Houses of Parliament and the ...
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... light of his experience . Yet the past is continually slipping away from us , and , though we keep its results , we forget its circumstances . So all that we call history is no better than the early or intro- ductory chapter of ...
... light of his experience . Yet the past is continually slipping away from us , and , though we keep its results , we forget its circumstances . So all that we call history is no better than the early or intro- ductory chapter of ...
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... light of common sense can have failed to perceive that it is not the strong , steady tyranny of power that has ever been regarded with disfavour by the masses , but only the spasmodic cruelties of weak sovereigns , whose power was ...
... light of common sense can have failed to perceive that it is not the strong , steady tyranny of power that has ever been regarded with disfavour by the masses , but only the spasmodic cruelties of weak sovereigns , whose power was ...
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... light on our subject . The book is essentially a comparison between the French military Napoleonic type , of which the British public has yet a lively recollection in the menaces of the French colonels after the attempted assassination ...
... light on our subject . The book is essentially a comparison between the French military Napoleonic type , of which the British public has yet a lively recollection in the menaces of the French colonels after the attempted assassination ...
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