Universal Magazine of Knowledge and Pleasure, Том 91Pub. for J. Hinton., 1792 |
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... fure behind , With flowing curls , and ivory neck re- clin'd : Whether her steps the Minuet's mazes trace , Or the flow Louvre's more majestic pace , Whether the Rigadoon employs her care , Or fprightly Jigg difplays the nimble fair ...
... fure behind , With flowing curls , and ivory neck re- clin'd : Whether her steps the Minuet's mazes trace , Or the flow Louvre's more majestic pace , Whether the Rigadoon employs her care , Or fprightly Jigg difplays the nimble fair ...
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... fure , come firft ; fince that was the only article which could not be an- fwered in a fatisfactory manner ; for to Madelaine's family no objection could have been made . By the way , though the former nobility of France would not ...
... fure , come firft ; fince that was the only article which could not be an- fwered in a fatisfactory manner ; for to Madelaine's family no objection could have been made . By the way , though the former nobility of France would not ...
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... fure that he ftill loved her - it was lofing him by his own fault that filled her heart with pangs almost infupportable . The little pittance which Made- laine , after paying her father's debts , had left for her own fupport , was in ...
... fure that he ftill loved her - it was lofing him by his own fault that filled her heart with pangs almost infupportable . The little pittance which Made- laine , after paying her father's debts , had left for her own fupport , was in ...
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... fure , the wifdom and humanity of war is very remarkable in a scene like this , where one nation fhuts up five or fix thoufand of the fubjects of another , to be fed by con- tract while they live ; and when they die , which two - thirds ...
... fure , the wifdom and humanity of war is very remarkable in a scene like this , where one nation fhuts up five or fix thoufand of the fubjects of another , to be fed by con- tract while they live ; and when they die , which two - thirds ...
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... fure , I could not help enquiring within myself , how it happened , that I had no right to the game thus fed in my fields , nor the nifh that swam in the river ? and how it was , that heaven , in creating these animals , had been at ...
... fure , I could not help enquiring within myself , how it happened , that I had no right to the game thus fed in my fields , nor the nifh that swam in the river ? and how it was , that heaven , in creating these animals , had been at ...
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