The British Magazine, Or, Miscellany of Polite Literature Comprehending an Analysis of Modern Publications, Том 1J. Robins, 1823 |
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... amusing : - " " The house of Petrarch has disappeared ; nor can his frequent descrip- tions help antiquarians to discover the site of his gardens ; but the valley of Vaucluse is one of those works of nature which five centuries have ...
... amusing : - " " The house of Petrarch has disappeared ; nor can his frequent descrip- tions help antiquarians to discover the site of his gardens ; but the valley of Vaucluse is one of those works of nature which five centuries have ...
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... amusing , and in this we must confess he has entirely succeeded . He possesses , however , powers of a higher rank , and he should exert them . It is not enough for him to be second in December Tales . 11 December Tales.
... amusing , and in this we must confess he has entirely succeeded . He possesses , however , powers of a higher rank , and he should exert them . It is not enough for him to be second in December Tales . 11 December Tales.
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... amusing part of the work . They are called Recollections , and are rambling essays upon old books and the old pleasures which were derived from them . This is a subject upon which every reading man has a strong sympathy ; the names of ...
... amusing part of the work . They are called Recollections , and are rambling essays upon old books and the old pleasures which were derived from them . This is a subject upon which every reading man has a strong sympathy ; the names of ...
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... amusing that we regret he does not play a more prominent part . He is thus introduced : ' The Isle of Man , in the midst of the seventeenth century , was some- thing very different , as a place of residence , from what it is now . Men ...
... amusing that we regret he does not play a more prominent part . He is thus introduced : ' The Isle of Man , in the midst of the seventeenth century , was some- thing very different , as a place of residence , from what it is now . Men ...
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... amused by your account of it . " 66 66 Ay , my friend - but where to begin ? -with the wit of Buckingham , and Sedley , and Etherege , or with the grace of Harry Jermyn - the courtesy of the Duke of Monmouth , or with the loveliness of ...
... amused by your account of it . " 66 66 Ay , my friend - but where to begin ? -with the wit of Buckingham , and Sedley , and Etherege , or with the grace of Harry Jermyn - the courtesy of the Duke of Monmouth , or with the loveliness of ...
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