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The summer sun is falling soft on Carbery ' s hundred isles ; The summer sun is
gleaming still through Gabriel ' s rough defiles ; Old Inisherkin ' s crumbled fane
looks like a moulting bird ; And in a calm and sleepy swell the ocean - tide is ...
The summer sun is falling soft on Carbery ' s hundred isles ; The summer sun is
gleaming still through Gabriel ' s rough defiles ; Old Inisherkin ' s crumbled fane
looks like a moulting bird ; And in a calm and sleepy swell the ocean - tide is ...
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From out their beds and to their doors rush maid and sire and dame , And meet
upon the threshold - stone , the gleaming sabre ' s fall , And o ' er each black and
bearded face the white or crimson shawl ; The yell of “ Allah ! ” breaks above the
...
From out their beds and to their doors rush maid and sire and dame , And meet
upon the threshold - stone , the gleaming sabre ' s fall , And o ' er each black and
bearded face the white or crimson shawl ; The yell of “ Allah ! ” breaks above the
...
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Heaven forefend that change in any shape , whether of embellishment or of
decay , should fall upon that cottage ! Another resort of ours , not a pilgrimage ,
but a haunt , was the forest of old pollards , known by the name of Burnham
Beeches .
Heaven forefend that change in any shape , whether of embellishment or of
decay , should fall upon that cottage ! Another resort of ours , not a pilgrimage ,
but a haunt , was the forest of old pollards , known by the name of Burnham
Beeches .
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... bronze - like leaves , The virgin lilies lie . Fair fall those bonny flowers ! O how I
love their petals bright ! Smoother than Ariel ' s moonlit brow ! The Water - Nymph
' s delight ! Those milk - white cups with a golden core , RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... bronze - like leaves , The virgin lilies lie . Fair fall those bonny flowers ! O how I
love their petals bright ! Smoother than Ariel ' s moonlit brow ! The Water - Nymph
' s delight ! Those milk - white cups with a golden core , RECOLLECTIONS OF.
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This I happened to fall upon , and was infinitely delighted with the stories of the
knights , and giants , and monsters , and brave houses which I found everywhere
there ( though my understanding had little to do with all this ) ; and by degrees ...
This I happened to fall upon , and was infinitely delighted with the stories of the
knights , and giants , and monsters , and brave houses which I found everywhere
there ( though my understanding had little to do with all this ) ; and by degrees ...
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| Назва | Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Том 1 Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Mary Russell Mitford |
| Автор | Mary Russell Mitford |
| Видавець | Richard Bentley, 1857 |
| Оригінал із | Оксфордський університет |
| Оцифровано | 8 сер. 2007 |
| Обсяг | 376 стор. |
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