The American Monthly Magazine, 1 tomasPeirce and Williams, 1829 |
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... things I know that are often an overcharm , though not always , and I would not give up my slavery to their power , if I might be believed to have gone mad at an opera , or have my ' Bravo ' the signal for the applause of a city . There ...
... things I know that are often an overcharm , though not always , and I would not give up my slavery to their power , if I might be believed to have gone mad at an opera , or have my ' Bravo ' the signal for the applause of a city . There ...
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... things . I used to think when I was a child that it was fairy music . If you have been used to rising early , you have not forgotten how the stillness of the night seems increased by the timid note of the first bird . It is the only ...
... things . I used to think when I was a child that it was fairy music . If you have been used to rising early , you have not forgotten how the stillness of the night seems increased by the timid note of the first bird . It is the only ...
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... things more imposing than to walk the streets of a city when the peal of the early bells is just beginning . The deserted pavements , the closed windows of the places of business , the decent gravity of the solitary passenger , and ...
... things more imposing than to walk the streets of a city when the peal of the early bells is just beginning . The deserted pavements , the closed windows of the places of business , the decent gravity of the solitary passenger , and ...
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... things a constant fluctuation . Naturalists have remarked its predominance in the system of physical existence . The planets maintain their places , only by a series of ... things knowable , and some things 16 The Republic of Letters .
... things a constant fluctuation . Naturalists have remarked its predominance in the system of physical existence . The planets maintain their places , only by a series of ... things knowable , and some things 16 The Republic of Letters .
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busdam aliis concerning all things knowable , and some things else ; a few monks , who , unable to endure the religious idleness in which their brethren slept away the time , amused themselves with compos- ing rude chronicles , or ...
busdam aliis concerning all things knowable , and some things else ; a few monks , who , unable to endure the religious idleness in which their brethren slept away the time , amused themselves with compos- ing rude chronicles , or ...
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