Spirit of the English Magazines, Том 6Munroe and Francis, 1820 |
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... never have appeared . - Dr . Kippis . BOSTON : PUBLISHED BY MUNROE AND FRANCIS , No. 4 , CORNHILL , Corner of Water - Street . SUBSCRIPTIONS RECEIVED ALSO BY THE FOLLOWING AGENTS --- HENRY WHIPPLE , SALEM ; CHARLES WHIPPLE , NEWBURY ...
... never have appeared . - Dr . Kippis . BOSTON : PUBLISHED BY MUNROE AND FRANCIS , No. 4 , CORNHILL , Corner of Water - Street . SUBSCRIPTIONS RECEIVED ALSO BY THE FOLLOWING AGENTS --- HENRY WHIPPLE , SALEM ; CHARLES WHIPPLE , NEWBURY ...
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... never been witnessed in Scotland . Some registers that I have seen , place this storm on the 24th of December , a month too early , but that day was one of the finest winter days I ever saw . There having been 340 of my flock that had never ...
... never been witnessed in Scotland . Some registers that I have seen , place this storm on the 24th of December , a month too early , but that day was one of the finest winter days I ever saw . There having been 340 of my flock that had never ...
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... never spoke another word , even though they were continuing to walk and con- verse when their friends found them . On the other hand , there was one woman who left her children , and fol- lowed her husband's dog , who brought her to his ...
... never spoke another word , even though they were continuing to walk and con- verse when their friends found them . On the other hand , there was one woman who left her children , and fol- lowed her husband's dog , who brought her to his ...
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... never bid ye gang out ? " " Oo no ; they never heedit whether I gaed out or in . " 66 It'squeer that ye canna mind ought ava ; can ye no tell me ae word that ye heard them say ? " " I heard them sayin ' something about the fitness o ...
... never bid ye gang out ? " " Oo no ; they never heedit whether I gaed out or in . " 66 It'squeer that ye canna mind ought ava ; can ye no tell me ae word that ye heard them say ? " " I heard them sayin ' something about the fitness o ...
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... never in such pure divinity Could sway the wanton blood , as she did - Hark ! She murmurs like a cradled child . How soft ' tis , Sylvestra ! Sylv . Ha ! who's there ? Jeron . " The I Sylv . Who is't ? Jeron . Must I then speak , and ...
... never in such pure divinity Could sway the wanton blood , as she did - Hark ! She murmurs like a cradled child . How soft ' tis , Sylvestra ! Sylv . Ha ! who's there ? Jeron . " The I Sylv . Who is't ? Jeron . Must I then speak , and ...
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