The Quarterly Review, Том 118John Murray, 1865 |
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... leaves without comment : perhaps he could not trust himself to express his feelings . He had never heard of a battue , nor read the modern chronicles of the first days of grouse - shooting in the Inverness Courier . ' Forty years ago ...
... leaves without comment : perhaps he could not trust himself to express his feelings . He had never heard of a battue , nor read the modern chronicles of the first days of grouse - shooting in the Inverness Courier . ' Forty years ago ...
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... leaves of coronal , Put any kiss of pardon on thy brow ? Might I die last and show thee ! ' How much the woman's wedded love transcends the man's , in ranges out of sight ! The poem contains a true statement of one of those facts of ...
... leaves of coronal , Put any kiss of pardon on thy brow ? Might I die last and show thee ! ' How much the woman's wedded love transcends the man's , in ranges out of sight ! The poem contains a true statement of one of those facts of ...
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... leaf , While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now ! And after April , when May follows , And the whitethroat builds , and all the swallows ! Hark , where my blossomed pear - tree in the hedge Leans to the field and ...
... leaf , While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now ! And after April , when May follows , And the whitethroat builds , and all the swallows ! Hark , where my blossomed pear - tree in the hedge Leans to the field and ...
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... leaf to pull ! -I scratch my own , sometimes , to see if the hair's turned wool . But the city , oh the city - the square with the houses ! Why ? They are stone - faced , white as a curd , there's something to take the eye ! Houses in ...
... leaf to pull ! -I scratch my own , sometimes , to see if the hair's turned wool . But the city , oh the city - the square with the houses ! Why ? They are stone - faced , white as a curd , there's something to take the eye ! Houses in ...
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... leaves unfinished . The next volume will probably rescue the reputation of McClellan from the oblivion into which it has fallen in the rapid whirl of events . As a soldier , Colonel Fletcher naturally endeavours to do justice to one who ...
... leaves unfinished . The next volume will probably rescue the reputation of McClellan from the oblivion into which it has fallen in the rapid whirl of events . As a soldier , Colonel Fletcher naturally endeavours to do justice to one who ...
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