The Princess: A MedleyEdward Moxon, 1851 - 182 psl. |
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... EDITION . In one volume 8vo , price 18s . cloth . SHARPE'S HISTORY OF EGYPT , from the Earliest Times till the Conquest by the Arabs in A.D. 640. SECOND EDITION . In one volume Svo , price 12s . cloth . THE WORKS OF WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ...
... EDITION . In one volume 8vo , price 18s . cloth . SHARPE'S HISTORY OF EGYPT , from the Earliest Times till the Conquest by the Arabs in A.D. 640. SECOND EDITION . In one volume Svo , price 12s . cloth . THE WORKS OF WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ...
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... EDITION . Price 5s . cloth . HINTS ON HORSEMANSHIP , to a NEPHEW and NIECE ; or Common Sense and Common Errors in Common Riding . By Colonel GEORGE GREENWOOD , late of the Second Life Guards . Price 2s . 6d . GOETHE'S FAUST . Translated ...
... EDITION . Price 5s . cloth . HINTS ON HORSEMANSHIP , to a NEPHEW and NIECE ; or Common Sense and Common Errors in Common Riding . By Colonel GEORGE GREENWOOD , late of the Second Life Guards . Price 2s . 6d . GOETHE'S FAUST . Translated ...
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... EDITION . In one volume 8vo , with Portrait and Vignette , price 16s . cloth . MISCELLANIES OF LITERATURE . volume 8vo , with Vignette , price 14s . cloth . CONTENTS : 1. LITERARY MISCELLANIES . 2. QUARRELS OF AUTHORS . In one 3 ...
... EDITION . In one volume 8vo , with Portrait and Vignette , price 16s . cloth . MISCELLANIES OF LITERATURE . volume 8vo , with Vignette , price 14s . cloth . CONTENTS : 1. LITERARY MISCELLANIES . 2. QUARRELS OF AUTHORS . In one 3 ...
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... EDITION . Price 9s . cloth , or 18s . elegantly bound in morocco . TENNYSON'S PRINCESS : A MEDLEY . FOURTH EDITION . Price 5s . cloth , or 14s . elegantly bound in morocco . CAMPBELL'S POEMS . CAMPBELL'S POETICAL WORKS . A NEW EDITION ...
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