Christ's Hospital: Recollections of Lamb, Coleridge, and Leigh HuntReginald Brimley Johnson G. Allen, 1896 - 274 стор. |
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... Grammar- school Master , the Grammar Usher , a teacher to write , two schoolmasters for the petties A. B. C. [ of whom one was , in 1573 , promoted to the office and dignity of Porter ; a rise from £ 2 , 13s . 4d . to £ 6 . yearly ] , a ...
... Grammar- school Master , the Grammar Usher , a teacher to write , two schoolmasters for the petties A. B. C. [ of whom one was , in 1573 , promoted to the office and dignity of Porter ; a rise from £ 2 , 13s . 4d . to £ 6 . yearly ] , a ...
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... Grammar Schools An Old Quadrangle . PAGE to face xviii xxii " " on 5 II to face 14 " " 19 30 on 32 to face 35 on 37 99 39 to face 46 on 62 to face 011 99 77 to face 80 C 5858 67 69 PAGE The School at Hertford to face 88 Carrying the xxi.
... Grammar Schools An Old Quadrangle . PAGE to face xviii xxii " " on 5 II to face 14 " " 19 30 on 32 to face 35 on 37 99 39 to face 46 on 62 to face 011 99 77 to face 80 C 5858 67 69 PAGE The School at Hertford to face 88 Carrying the xxi.
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... Grammar School The Giffs The Whittington Library The Annual Oration Passage to the Hall . " He is Risen " Christ Church and South Front of the Hospital An Old Corner 99 154 99 163 99 174 99 179 190 оп 195 :: 233 to face 238 оп 245 To ...
... Grammar School The Giffs The Whittington Library The Annual Oration Passage to the Hall . " He is Risen " Christ Church and South Front of the Hospital An Old Corner 99 154 99 163 99 174 99 179 190 оп 195 :: 233 to face 238 оп 245 To ...
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... temporary with him , and still living , though he has long since resigned his occupation , will it be impertinent to mention the name of our excellent upper grammar - master , the Rev. James Boyer 22 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
... temporary with him , and still living , though he has long since resigned his occupation , will it be impertinent to mention the name of our excellent upper grammar - master , the Rev. James Boyer 22 CHRIST'S HOSPITAL.
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Recollections of Lamb, Coleridge, and Leigh Hunt Reginald Brimley Johnson. excellent upper grammar - master , the Rev. James Boyer ? He was a disciplinarian , in- deed , of a different stamp from him whom I have just described ; but ...
Recollections of Lamb, Coleridge, and Leigh Hunt Reginald Brimley Johnson. excellent upper grammar - master , the Rev. James Boyer ? He was a disciplinarian , in- deed , of a different stamp from him whom I have just described ; but ...
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Сторінка 62 - English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Сторінка 70 - Abstruser musings: save that at my side My cradled infant" slumbers peacefully. 'Tis calm indeed! so calm, that it disturbs And vexes meditation with its strange And extreme silentness.
Сторінка 86 - ... so tender, and yet so manly, so natural and real, and yet so dignified and harmonious, as the sonnets, &c.
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Сторінка 154 - Ramothgilead to battle, or shall I forbear? And they said, Go up; for the LORD shall deliver it into the hand of the king.
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Сторінка 70 - FROST AT MIDNIGHT The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud— and hark, again! loud as before. The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, Have left me to that solitude, which suits 6 Abstruser musings: save that at my side My cradled infant slumbers peacefully.
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