The British Magazine, Or, Miscellany of Polite Literature Comprehending an Analysis of Modern Publications, Том 1J. Robins, 1823 |
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... Fall of Constantinople , a Poem ; with a Preface ; to which are added Parga , the Iphigenia of Timanthes , Palmyra , Emineh's Death , and other Poems . By Jacob Jones , Jun . 459 Caius Gracchus , a Tragedy , in Five Acts . By J. H. ...
... Fall of Constantinople , a Poem ; with a Preface ; to which are added Parga , the Iphigenia of Timanthes , Palmyra , Emineh's Death , and other Poems . By Jacob Jones , Jun . 459 Caius Gracchus , a Tragedy , in Five Acts . By J. H. ...
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... falls or the rapidity of the current prevent their being distin- guished , it seems to roll over a bed of green marble . Nearer the source , the soil is sterile ; and as the channel grows narrow , the waves break against the rocks , and ...
... falls or the rapidity of the current prevent their being distin- guished , it seems to roll over a bed of green marble . Nearer the source , the soil is sterile ; and as the channel grows narrow , the waves break against the rocks , and ...
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... Falls of Ohiopyle , he has displayed considerable fancy and eloquence . It is the story of a sportsman , who is pursuing the amusement of shooting , on the banks of the Youghiegeny river , and enters a small boat which he finds on the ...
... Falls of Ohiopyle , he has displayed considerable fancy and eloquence . It is the story of a sportsman , who is pursuing the amusement of shooting , on the banks of the Youghiegeny river , and enters a small boat which he finds on the ...
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... thun- der of the falling river . I was often , as well as I can remember , partly lifted up from the water ; but human nature could not bear such a situa- tion long , and I became gradually unconscious of the December Tales . 13.
... thun- der of the falling river . I was often , as well as I can remember , partly lifted up from the water ; but human nature could not bear such a situa- tion long , and I became gradually unconscious of the December Tales . 13.
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... falls of Ohiopyle , I retained not the slightest recollection . I cast my eyes around , in hopes of seeing some person who could give me some information of my situation , and of the means by which I was placed in it ; but no one was ...
... falls of Ohiopyle , I retained not the slightest recollection . I cast my eyes around , in hopes of seeing some person who could give me some information of my situation , and of the means by which I was placed in it ; but no one was ...
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