The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...: Complete in Two Volumes, Том 2Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... doors with its genuine hearty phiz ; It is Nature herself , and there's something in that , Since most brains reflect but the crown of a hat . No volume I know to read under a tree , More truly delicious than his A l ' Abri , With the ...
... doors with its genuine hearty phiz ; It is Nature herself , and there's something in that , Since most brains reflect but the crown of a hat . No volume I know to read under a tree , More truly delicious than his A l ' Abri , With the ...
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... door , If this were but done they would dun me no more ; I told Philothea his struggles and doubts , And how he considered the ins and the outs Of the visions he had , and the dreadful dys- pepsy , How he went to the seer that lives at ...
... door , If this were but done they would dun me no more ; I told Philothea his struggles and doubts , And how he considered the ins and the outs Of the visions he had , and the dreadful dys- pepsy , How he went to the seer that lives at ...
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... door ; She combed it and washed it and clothed it and fed it , And as if ' twere her own child most tenderly bred it , Laid the scene ( of the legend , I mean , ) far away a -mong the green vales underneath Himalaya . And by artist ...
... door ; She combed it and washed it and clothed it and fed it , And as if ' twere her own child most tenderly bred it , Laid the scene ( of the legend , I mean , ) far away a -mong the green vales underneath Himalaya . And by artist ...
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... doors till a soul it receives From the warm lazy sun loitering down through green leaves , And you'll find a choice nature , not wholly de- serving A name either English or Yankee , just Irving . " There goes , -- but stet nominis umbra ...
... doors till a soul it receives From the warm lazy sun loitering down through green leaves , And you'll find a choice nature , not wholly de- serving A name either English or Yankee , just Irving . " There goes , -- but stet nominis umbra ...
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... door o ' success , Ef a member can bolt so fer nothin ' or less ; Wy , all o ' them grand constitootional pillers Our fore - fathers fetched with ' em over the billers , Them pillers the people so soundly hev slep ' on , Wile to slav'ry ...
... door o ' success , Ef a member can bolt so fer nothin ' or less ; Wy , all o ' them grand constitootional pillers Our fore - fathers fetched with ' em over the billers , Them pillers the people so soundly hev slep ' on , Wile to slav'ry ...
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