The poetical works of James R. Lowell, Том 2Ticknor and Fields., 1858 |
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... verse nor bad prose , and being a person whom nobody knows , some people will say I am rather more free with my readers than it is becoming to be , that I seem to expect them to wait on my leisure in following wherever I wander at ...
... verse nor bad prose , and being a person whom nobody knows , some people will say I am rather more free with my readers than it is becoming to be , that I seem to expect them to wait on my leisure in following wherever I wander at ...
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... verse nor bad prose , and being a person whom nobody knows , some people will say I am rather more free with my readers than it is becoming to be , that I seem to expect them to wait on my leisure in following wherever I wander at ...
... verse nor bad prose , and being a person whom nobody knows , some people will say I am rather more free with my readers than it is becoming to be , that I seem to expect them to wait on my leisure in following wherever I wander at ...
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... verse , I might have forgiven , an o's being wry , a limp in an e , or a cock in an i , -but to have the sweet babe ... verses , as orators say , stand cor- rected . Yet some blunders remain of the public's own make , which I wish to ...
... verse , I might have forgiven , an o's being wry , a limp in an e , or a cock in an i , -but to have the sweet babe ... verses , as orators say , stand cor- rected . Yet some blunders remain of the public's own make , which I wish to ...
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... verses - the Oracles , namely , - ( I wonder the Greeks should have swallowed them tamely , For one might bet safely whatever he has to risk , They were laid at his door by some ancient Miss Asterisk , And so dull that the men who ...
... verses - the Oracles , namely , - ( I wonder the Greeks should have swallowed them tamely , For one might bet safely whatever he has to risk , They were laid at his door by some ancient Miss Asterisk , And so dull that the men who ...
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... verse had a quieting Effect after dinner , and seemed to suggest a Retreat to the shrine of a tranquil siesta , ) Kept our Hero at hand , who , by means of a bray , Which he gave to the life , drove the rabble away ; And if that wouldn ...
... verse had a quieting Effect after dinner , and seemed to suggest a Retreat to the shrine of a tranquil siesta , ) Kept our Hero at hand , who , by means of a bray , Which he gave to the life , drove the rabble away ; And if that wouldn ...
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