The Portico, Tom 3Neale Wills & Cole, 1817 |
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Strona iii
... True happiness 242 273 United States Varle's Map of 510 357 Views of Louisiana 156 Warden's letters 323 Weather of 1516 , 69 West Point , latitude of 246 Wilkinson's Memoirs notice of 323 : Ode to Christmas , by a lady of Kaskaskia 78 ...
... True happiness 242 273 United States Varle's Map of 510 357 Views of Louisiana 156 Warden's letters 323 Weather of 1516 , 69 West Point , latitude of 246 Wilkinson's Memoirs notice of 323 : Ode to Christmas , by a lady of Kaskaskia 78 ...
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... true , are all remembered ; while the many , which have never been sancti- fied by fulfilment , are carefully forgotten . Master Benjamin might have lived and died in obscurity , had not every eye been fixed upon him , to discover ...
... true , are all remembered ; while the many , which have never been sancti- fied by fulfilment , are carefully forgotten . Master Benjamin might have lived and died in obscurity , had not every eye been fixed upon him , to discover ...
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... true cause ; and the old gentleman was so much amused with his ingenuity , that if he rebuked him , it was certainly not in anger . " The story of the first ebullition of his pride , in the scorn with which he treated his little school ...
... true cause ; and the old gentleman was so much amused with his ingenuity , that if he rebuked him , it was certainly not in anger . " The story of the first ebullition of his pride , in the scorn with which he treated his little school ...
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... true , he ex- presses a general contempt for " the sickly and hypochondriacal Valetudinarian , " who can be so " fastidious " and " squeanish " as to pay attention to the beauties and blemishes of style ; " but even this contempt ...
... true , he ex- presses a general contempt for " the sickly and hypochondriacal Valetudinarian , " who can be so " fastidious " and " squeanish " as to pay attention to the beauties and blemishes of style ; " but even this contempt ...
Strona 33
... true love was never sold " Twere sacrilege to barter love for gold ; For love is sacred - ' tis the gift of Heaven , And only precious when ' tis freely given . “ The " hoarse , " rustling of the ravens wing is admirable ; but the ...
... true love was never sold " Twere sacrilege to barter love for gold ; For love is sacred - ' tis the gift of Heaven , And only precious when ' tis freely given . “ The " hoarse , " rustling of the ravens wing is admirable ; but the ...
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