The Quarterly Review, Том 49William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1833 |
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... expressed and striking picture of the times .'- The play is inscribed to the most worthily honoured Wm . Paulet , Esquire : - 6 Compositions of this nature have heretofore been graced by the acceptance and protection of the greatest ...
... expressed and striking picture of the times .'- The play is inscribed to the most worthily honoured Wm . Paulet , Esquire : - 6 Compositions of this nature have heretofore been graced by the acceptance and protection of the greatest ...
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... expression of opinion was communicated to men anxious to carry it into effect , and who had recently tried their hand on some six thousand , or , as others say , eleven thousand , in that affair of September , with which , as we have ...
... expression of opinion was communicated to men anxious to carry it into effect , and who had recently tried their hand on some six thousand , or , as others say , eleven thousand , in that affair of September , with which , as we have ...
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... expressed it , when he saw the excesses ready to engulph social order altogether . ' Camille Desmoulins , who had ventured to assume the title , burlesquely ferocious , of Attorney - General to the Lantern , was ( when he also trembled ...
... expressed it , when he saw the excesses ready to engulph social order altogether . ' Camille Desmoulins , who had ventured to assume the title , burlesquely ferocious , of Attorney - General to the Lantern , was ( when he also trembled ...
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... expression of regret at the falling off of many of whom he had had better hopes . It is very possible that Neff may have been as much too rigid in light things , as it appears this person was too lax in weighty ones ; the too much has ...
... expression of regret at the falling off of many of whom he had had better hopes . It is very possible that Neff may have been as much too rigid in light things , as it appears this person was too lax in weighty ones ; the too much has ...
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... expressed in any language , but which are most likely to suggest themselves where the language is suited for expressing them , and just in proportion as the dialect of these mountaineers partakes more of the Provençal than of the French ...
... expressed in any language , but which are most likely to suggest themselves where the language is suited for expressing them , and just in proportion as the dialect of these mountaineers partakes more of the Provençal than of the French ...
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