New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 10Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1824 |
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... Travelling Manners , past and present Bring Flowers .. . 256 .. 262 .. 267 .. 268 .. 274 282 .. ib . 284 .. 289 290 .. 296 . 308 .. 316 .. 324 No. I. 328 , II . 502 334 335 341 Book - makers The Grave , from the German Ode IV CONTENTS .
... Travelling Manners , past and present Bring Flowers .. . 256 .. 262 .. 267 .. 268 .. 274 282 .. ib . 284 .. 289 290 .. 296 . 308 .. 316 .. 324 No. I. 328 , II . 502 334 335 341 Book - makers The Grave , from the German Ode IV CONTENTS .
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... present weather can- not , nothing can . Tom and Jerry are killed at the Cobourg Theatre . Dangers attendant on the liberty of the press in China , illustrated by the fate of Whang - se - hoo , who had the audacity to assert in print ...
... present weather can- not , nothing can . Tom and Jerry are killed at the Cobourg Theatre . Dangers attendant on the liberty of the press in China , illustrated by the fate of Whang - se - hoo , who had the audacity to assert in print ...
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... present . As a fellow to this , on the other side of the bed , hangs a picture of Voltaire himself , at about the same period of life , or per- haps a few years older . This is a very excellent picture - the expres- sion of the eyes is ...
... present . As a fellow to this , on the other side of the bed , hangs a picture of Voltaire himself , at about the same period of life , or per- haps a few years older . This is a very excellent picture - the expres- sion of the eyes is ...
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... present necessity , send me word back that he has too much regard for me , to comply with my re- quest ? It is unhandsome irony . It is not friendly , ' tis not par- donable.❤ I like real good - nature and good - will , better than I ...
... present necessity , send me word back that he has too much regard for me , to comply with my re- quest ? It is unhandsome irony . It is not friendly , ' tis not par- donable.❤ I like real good - nature and good - will , better than I ...
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... present an wholesome exercise , and bread and water a sufficient diet for untried prisoners . RELIGION . SAINTSHIP daily acquires vogue : " there must be some- thing in it when great men's butlers look grave . " The Hatton - garden ...
... present an wholesome exercise , and bread and water a sufficient diet for untried prisoners . RELIGION . SAINTSHIP daily acquires vogue : " there must be some- thing in it when great men's butlers look grave . " The Hatton - garden ...
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Page 383 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
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Page 319 - If stately passions in me burn, And one chance look to thee should turn, I drink out of an humbler urn A lowlier pleasure — The homely sympathy that heeds The common life our nature breeds, A wisdom fitted to the needs Of hearts at leisure.