Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 1W. Blackwood, 1817 |
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... feeling of re- gret , and am even convinced it will be much to the advantage of this country . -If the Americans cannot undersell our planters , the latter have nothing to fear from their competition ; but if they can afford us a ...
... feeling of re- gret , and am even convinced it will be much to the advantage of this country . -If the Americans cannot undersell our planters , the latter have nothing to fear from their competition ; but if they can afford us a ...
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... feeling in situations of suffering and sorrow ; yet scanty as the materials are , by their judicious arrangement , a beautiful superstructure is raised . It may be likened to a fine painting , in which the figures are correctly drawn ...
... feeling in situations of suffering and sorrow ; yet scanty as the materials are , by their judicious arrangement , a beautiful superstructure is raised . It may be likened to a fine painting , in which the figures are correctly drawn ...
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... feelings of an op- ponent . As Mr F. however , has not brought forward any authority to sup- port this opinion , we are inclined still to adhere to the popular tradition , which , on the present occasion , is very uniform and consistent ...
... feelings of an op- ponent . As Mr F. however , has not brought forward any authority to sup- port this opinion , we are inclined still to adhere to the popular tradition , which , on the present occasion , is very uniform and consistent ...
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... feeling or remembrance of any thing , and felt only as if she had taken a very long sleep . An injection was administered with good effect , and she went to sleep as usual ; but , next morning , ( Saturday July 1 , ) she was found in ...
... feeling or remembrance of any thing , and felt only as if she had taken a very long sleep . An injection was administered with good effect , and she went to sleep as usual ; but , next morning , ( Saturday July 1 , ) she was found in ...
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... feeling they are fair , Glide bird and butterfly . But where is the tiny hunter - rout That revelled on with dance and shout Against their airy prey ? Alas ! the fearless linnet sings , And the bright 70 [ April Original Poetry ...
... feeling they are fair , Glide bird and butterfly . But where is the tiny hunter - rout That revelled on with dance and shout Against their airy prey ? Alas ! the fearless linnet sings , And the bright 70 [ April Original Poetry ...
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