The Gentleman's Magazine, Том 231A. Dodd and A. Smith, 1871 The "Gentleman's magazine" section is a digest of selections from the weekly press; the "(Trader's) monthly intelligencer" section consists of news (foreign and domestic), vital statistics, a register of the month's new publications, and a calendar of forthcoming trade fairs. |
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... live in one of them . My father said Desprey was made to see things in a different light to my view of the world . He was a thoughtful man , my father , with the highest feeling for his art . It has often puzzled me how he came to let ...
... live in one of them . My father said Desprey was made to see things in a different light to my view of the world . He was a thoughtful man , my father , with the highest feeling for his art . It has often puzzled me how he came to let ...
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... live on the banks of the Thames , and she , my beloved , in after days , encouraged that ambition . It was a privilege , I thought , to live near the grand centre of the world ; to feel the pulse - beat of civilisation's great heart ...
... live on the banks of the Thames , and she , my beloved , in after days , encouraged that ambition . It was a privilege , I thought , to live near the grand centre of the world ; to feel the pulse - beat of civilisation's great heart ...
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... live near the spot . " A tear stole into Ruth Oswald's eyes as my father spoke . " True , true , " said the Dean , " I have heard the story before ; I sympathise with your feeling , Mr. Himbleton . " " What is the subject of this ...
... live near the spot . " A tear stole into Ruth Oswald's eyes as my father spoke . " True , true , " said the Dean , " I have heard the story before ; I sympathise with your feeling , Mr. Himbleton . " " What is the subject of this ...
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... live things and pretty in forest or field Woo and are wooed , and unto love yield ; And the chattering birds that flutter and flit Have paired and are happy , singing twit - twit , Piping , and singing cheroo a - twit - twit , Twit ...
... live things and pretty in forest or field Woo and are wooed , and unto love yield ; And the chattering birds that flutter and flit Have paired and are happy , singing twit - twit , Piping , and singing cheroo a - twit - twit , Twit ...
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... live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then , when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole city to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that ...
... live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then , when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past ; wit that might warrant be For the whole city to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd ; and when that ...
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