Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy, Том 1 |
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Mr. Moore ought to have been ashamed of himself , when he acted in that
underhand manner against his old acquaintance and his own cause . He knew
what a situation I was in ; what a family I had ; what struggles I had gone through ,
for the ...
Mr. Moore ought to have been ashamed of himself , when he acted in that
underhand manner against his old acquaintance and his own cause . He knew
what a situation I was in ; what a family I had ; what struggles I had gone through ,
for the ...
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This was when I was in prison , where I first became personally acquainted with
his Lordship . ... Moore told me , that , besides liking my politics , he liked “ The
Feast of the Poets , ” and would be glad to make my acquaintance . I said I felt ...
This was when I was in prison , where I first became personally acquainted with
his Lordship . ... Moore told me , that , besides liking my politics , he liked “ The
Feast of the Poets , ” and would be glad to make my acquaintance . I said I felt ...
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My friend , who was a man of taste and spirit , and the last in the world to intrude
his acquaintance , was not bound to go away because another person had come
in ; and besides , he naturally felt anxious to look at so interesting a visitor ...
My friend , who was a man of taste and spirit , and the last in the world to intrude
his acquaintance , was not bound to go away because another person had come
in ; and besides , he naturally felt anxious to look at so interesting a visitor ...
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He had become not very fond of his reforming acquaintances . ... will find in the
Correspondence at the end of this memoir , and which contained a proposal from
my former acquaintance , inviting me to go over , and set up a work with him .
He had become not very fond of his reforming acquaintances . ... will find in the
Correspondence at the end of this memoir , and which contained a proposal from
my former acquaintance , inviting me to go over , and set up a work with him .
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Having settled our friend , the lachrymose ruffian , we took our drive in the
barouche , in the course of which we met the police - officer , and my old
acquaintance Fletcher , with his good - humoured , lack - a - daisaical face .
Fletcher was for ...
Having settled our friend , the lachrymose ruffian , we took our drive in the
barouche , in the course of which we met the police - officer , and my old
acquaintance Fletcher , with his good - humoured , lack - a - daisaical face .
Fletcher was for ...
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