The Quarterly Review, Volume 49William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) John Murray, 1833 |
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... thought to disparage the by no means least honourable , perhaps not the least happy , period in the life of Louis Philippe . ) Among men of letters the times of which we write offer us the names of Shirley , and that far greater blind ...
... thought to disparage the by no means least honourable , perhaps not the least happy , period in the life of Louis Philippe . ) Among men of letters the times of which we write offer us the names of Shirley , and that far greater blind ...
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... thought it necessary to vie with his fearful models in the blackness of the crimes which he describes and in the lavish expenditure of blood . " The Traitor , ' unfortunately , turns on a kind of interest in which our older poets poets ...
... thought it necessary to vie with his fearful models in the blackness of the crimes which he describes and in the lavish expenditure of blood . " The Traitor , ' unfortunately , turns on a kind of interest in which our older poets poets ...
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... thought to wound Fernando's truth , but with that cheerfulness , My own first clear intents to honour him Can arm me with , expect to meet his faith As As noble as he promis'd . - Ha ! ' Life and Writings of James Shirley . 21.
... thought to wound Fernando's truth , but with that cheerfulness , My own first clear intents to honour him Can arm me with , expect to meet his faith As As noble as he promis'd . - Ha ! ' Life and Writings of James Shirley . 21.
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... thought it worth while to have noticed the book at all , but that it seemed desirable to exhibit so well authenticated an instance of the system of fabrication which is now carried on so impudently in France ; * while it may not be un ...
... thought it worth while to have noticed the book at all , but that it seemed desirable to exhibit so well authenticated an instance of the system of fabrication which is now carried on so impudently in France ; * while it may not be un ...
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... thought , that we had sought the interest of the community , by the abnegation of every personal sen- timent ; and we applied ourselves to the study of the state of France , in order to apply a remedy to its evils . Convinced that we ...
... thought , that we had sought the interest of the community , by the abnegation of every personal sen- timent ; and we applied ourselves to the study of the state of France , in order to apply a remedy to its evils . Convinced that we ...
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Page 11 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against fate : Death lays his icy hands on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.