The North American Review, Том 18Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge O. Everett, 1824 Vols. 227-230, no. 2 include: Stuff and nonsense, v. 5-6, no. 8, Jan. 1929-Aug. 1930. |
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... writer's justification of her own character is complete and unanswerable . Madame Campan left several other works in manuscript . One of them on the subject of the education of females is said to be preparing for the press . Having ...
... writer's justification of her own character is complete and unanswerable . Madame Campan left several other works in manuscript . One of them on the subject of the education of females is said to be preparing for the press . Having ...
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... writing nor her signature . How could a prince of the house of Rohan , and a high chaplain of the kingdom , be igno- rant that the queen signs with her christian name only ? But , sir , " continued the king , shewing him a copy of a ...
... writing nor her signature . How could a prince of the house of Rohan , and a high chaplain of the kingdom , be igno- rant that the queen signs with her christian name only ? But , sir , " continued the king , shewing him a copy of a ...
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... writing , and had pro- cured some of the queen's to serve as a model . At a proper interval after the Cardinal's apology had been presented , a letter from the queen was handed him by Madame de Lamotte , beautifully written upon a ...
... writing , and had pro- cured some of the queen's to serve as a model . At a proper interval after the Cardinal's apology had been presented , a letter from the queen was handed him by Madame de Lamotte , beautifully written upon a ...
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... writer quoted in the work before us , ' and informed of the fate that awaited her , she was seized with such a paroxysm of rage that she fell into violent convulsions . She rolled upon the floor shrieking most fearfully ; and it was ...
... writer quoted in the work before us , ' and informed of the fate that awaited her , she was seized with such a paroxysm of rage that she fell into violent convulsions . She rolled upon the floor shrieking most fearfully ; and it was ...
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... writer of a late very able article on the partition of Poland in the Edin- burgh Review . It is rather remarkable , however , that neither of these writers adverts , in connexion with this subject , to the singular circumstance ...
... writer of a late very able article on the partition of Poland in the Edin- burgh Review . It is rather remarkable , however , that neither of these writers adverts , in connexion with this subject , to the singular circumstance ...
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Страница 361 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING By William Wordsworth HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And 'tis my faith that every flower . Enjoys the air it breathes.
Страница 362 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Страница 356 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Страница 356 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Страница 360 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Страница 361 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
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Страница 92 - I was stared at, hooted at, grinned at, chattered at, by monkeys, by paroquets, by cockatoos. I ran into pagodas : and was fixed for centuries at the summit, or in secret rooms ; I was the idol; I was the priest; I was worshipped; I was sacrificed.
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