The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Tom 183Edw. Cave, 1736-[1868], 1848 |
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... light literature like the present no such afflicting task is required of the writer : we there- fore hope in another edition to see such terms as " the voluptuary George the Fourth ; " " the Butcher of Culloden , " + applied to the Duke ...
... light literature like the present no such afflicting task is required of the writer : we there- fore hope in another edition to see such terms as " the voluptuary George the Fourth ; " " the Butcher of Culloden , " + applied to the Duke ...
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... light after having been forgotten for half a life ; but we ob- serve that these books follow one another too much in the same track , repeating the same names , and telling the same incidents , and quoting from the same authors . We ...
... light after having been forgotten for half a life ; but we ob- serve that these books follow one another too much in the same track , repeating the same names , and telling the same incidents , and quoting from the same authors . We ...
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... light the best I can , and be thankful for it . " " After the death of Frederic , Carlton House became the residence of his widow , Augusta of Saxe Gotha , mother of George the Third , and the scene in which she carried on her amatory ...
... light the best I can , and be thankful for it . " " After the death of Frederic , Carlton House became the residence of his widow , Augusta of Saxe Gotha , mother of George the Third , and the scene in which she carried on her amatory ...
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... light that dawned from Boleyn's eyes was a light that soon burst into a destructive fire to consume her . We think there is something in Brydone's Travels on this subject . P. 352. On the same subject we come to a paragraph which has ...
... light that dawned from Boleyn's eyes was a light that soon burst into a destructive fire to consume her . We think there is something in Brydone's Travels on this subject . P. 352. On the same subject we come to a paragraph which has ...
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... light foam of humour with which it once effer- vesced . It is , as its name implies , an imita- tation of Boccaccio's far - famed work , but it is an imitation that displays GENT . MAG . VOL . XXIX . much merit of its own . The ...
... light foam of humour with which it once effer- vesced . It is , as its name implies , an imita- tation of Boccaccio's far - famed work , but it is an imitation that displays GENT . MAG . VOL . XXIX . much merit of its own . The ...
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