The London Magazine, Том 5Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1822 |
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... turn your footsteps to wild Fancy's land , To haunted Lyddal , Solway's fairy strand ; To the charm'd ground where grey tradition tells Of the dread lair where the old wizard dwells , Who milk'd men's flocks , and drown'd the herds in ...
... turn your footsteps to wild Fancy's land , To haunted Lyddal , Solway's fairy strand ; To the charm'd ground where grey tradition tells Of the dread lair where the old wizard dwells , Who milk'd men's flocks , and drown'd the herds in ...
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... equally deranged , but more intract- able than themselves , drove them from the chimney - cheek . The new occupants again in their turn were dispossessed , more by force than en- treaty , by C 2 1822 . The Twelve Tales of Lyddalcross .
... equally deranged , but more intract- able than themselves , drove them from the chimney - cheek . The new occupants again in their turn were dispossessed , more by force than en- treaty , by C 2 1822 . The Twelve Tales of Lyddalcross .
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... turn over dirty acres , from sun- rise to sun - set , for a handful of meal and a pint of skimmed milk . A man in the auld times would mount his horse at the gloaming , and clink into his wife's lap , sometime ere midnight , the golden ...
... turn over dirty acres , from sun- rise to sun - set , for a handful of meal and a pint of skimmed milk . A man in the auld times would mount his horse at the gloaming , and clink into his wife's lap , sometime ere midnight , the golden ...
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... turn round , just for all the world like the sails o ' yon windmill . Dame . Be a bit cool , Gaffer ; be a bit cool . Farmer . ( Recovering himself . ) Lookee , deame , if I were to do zoa- I should never be able to do zoa . ( Striking ...
... turn round , just for all the world like the sails o ' yon windmill . Dame . Be a bit cool , Gaffer ; be a bit cool . Farmer . ( Recovering himself . ) Lookee , deame , if I were to do zoa- I should never be able to do zoa . ( Striking ...
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... turn dark brown into a pearly white , Or shape a grosser feature into fineness . And yet , when seated in a gentle heart , So subtle and so piercing is his fire , ( P. 58. ) He makes a woman's body all transparent ; And , in her visage ...
... turn dark brown into a pearly white , Or shape a grosser feature into fineness . And yet , when seated in a gentle heart , So subtle and so piercing is his fire , ( P. 58. ) He makes a woman's body all transparent ; And , in her visage ...
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