The London Magazine, Том 4Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1821 |
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... took a deep far - off echo , as though no other sound was alive to disturb or break it ; and the pass- ing of a sparrow across the air was most distinct , and apparently most solitary . I never shall forget this scene , -- and when in a ...
... took a deep far - off echo , as though no other sound was alive to disturb or break it ; and the pass- ing of a sparrow across the air was most distinct , and apparently most solitary . I never shall forget this scene , -- and when in a ...
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... took to do . He had what may be called " a silver look . " His manners , however , I thought , had much of the courtesy of the earlier ages , when servants were indeed servants , and [ July , kept their stations with a becoming and ...
... took to do . He had what may be called " a silver look . " His manners , however , I thought , had much of the courtesy of the earlier ages , when servants were indeed servants , and [ July , kept their stations with a becoming and ...
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... took Walter Selby in his arms , and tears sparkled in his eyes , as he saw the blood flowing from his bosom . Alas ! alas ! ' said he , that such a spirit , so lofty and heroic , should be quenched so soon , and in a skirmish such as ...
... took Walter Selby in his arms , and tears sparkled in his eyes , as he saw the blood flowing from his bosom . Alas ! alas ! ' said he , that such a spirit , so lofty and heroic , should be quenched so soon , and in a skirmish such as ...
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... took up my rest for the night in the houses of the farmers . Nature is the same every where , but in Paris ; and I found decent hospitality for my civility , and for the trifling contribu- tions which I could prevail on pride to accept ...
... took up my rest for the night in the houses of the farmers . Nature is the same every where , but in Paris ; and I found decent hospitality for my civility , and for the trifling contribu- tions which I could prevail on pride to accept ...
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... took the town and relieved the capital . " ( This man of observation attributes the superior bravery of the Spanish troops to their high rate of pay , and to its certainty , though it might be occasionally delayed . It was the opi- nion ...
... took the town and relieved the capital . " ( This man of observation attributes the superior bravery of the Spanish troops to their high rate of pay , and to its certainty , though it might be occasionally delayed . It was the opi- nion ...
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