Blackwood's Magazine, Том 3W. Blackwood., 1818 |
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... head waters of the Missouri , a distance of 3000 miles , which he traversed in thirty days ; I saw him on his arrival , and received from him an account of his adventures after he had separated from Lewis and Clarke's party : one of ...
... head waters of the Missouri , a distance of 3000 miles , which he traversed in thirty days ; I saw him on his arrival , and received from him an account of his adventures after he had separated from Lewis and Clarke's party : one of ...
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... head , and saw the savage not twenty yards from him . Determined , if possible , to avoid the expected blow , he sud- denly stopped , turned round , and spread out his arms . The Indian , sur- prised by the suddenness of the action ...
... head , and saw the savage not twenty yards from him . Determined , if possible , to avoid the expected blow , he sud- denly stopped , turned round , and spread out his arms . The Indian , sur- prised by the suddenness of the action ...
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... head , and many a voluptuous form of alabaster , awoke in him the softest feeling of delight ; many a group of Bac- chanals taught him a joyful indifference ; and many a picture bore a motto from the songs of Horace , which told him ...
... head , and many a voluptuous form of alabaster , awoke in him the softest feeling of delight ; many a group of Bac- chanals taught him a joyful indifference ; and many a picture bore a motto from the songs of Horace , which told him ...
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... head , and we shall get out by the garden door , which opens into some of the back lanes . A couple of mules can soon be pur- chased ; and in a short time we will be far from Rome . ' " Oh no , it is impossible , ' said Phro- sine , I ...
... head , and we shall get out by the garden door , which opens into some of the back lanes . A couple of mules can soon be pur- chased ; and in a short time we will be far from Rome . ' " Oh no , it is impossible , ' said Phro- sine , I ...
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... head , Paynim to break a lance with the " vile , " who hath insulted modesty , in- nocence , and beauty . Witty , Mr Editor , as you may think yourself and friends , more especially the redoubtable Dr Nicol Jarvie , ter- tius , beware ...
... head , Paynim to break a lance with the " vile , " who hath insulted modesty , in- nocence , and beauty . Witty , Mr Editor , as you may think yourself and friends , more especially the redoubtable Dr Nicol Jarvie , ter- tius , beware ...
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