Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 107 tomasHenry Mills Alden, Thomas Bucklin Wells, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman Harper's Magazine Company, 1903 Important American periodical dating back to 1850. |
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... death in a garret after a wretched life of incessant begging , was , in the case of many of the poets , an invitation to reside with the patron . This was recog- nized as a sort of profession ; and the curious thing is that it seems to ...
... death in a garret after a wretched life of incessant begging , was , in the case of many of the poets , an invitation to reside with the patron . This was recog- nized as a sort of profession ; and the curious thing is that it seems to ...
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... death have been , it is safe to say , forgotten . Nevertheless , his name will be imperishable so long as the maps and charts of the world show Bering Sea , Bering Strait , and Bering Island . Bering was a Dane , born at Horsen , in ...
... death have been , it is safe to say , forgotten . Nevertheless , his name will be imperishable so long as the maps and charts of the world show Bering Sea , Bering Strait , and Bering Island . Bering was a Dane , born at Horsen , in ...
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... death while the long nights of the arctic winter were approaching . In this condition the ship had been drifting for days , when the monotony of the misfortunes of those on board was broken by the discovery , at eight o'clock on the ...
... death while the long nights of the arctic winter were approaching . In this condition the ship had been drifting for days , when the monotony of the misfortunes of those on board was broken by the discovery , at eight o'clock on the ...
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... death , and seduction must be atoned for by marriage or death . Al- most every man is a landowner and tills what land he owns ; even the preachers ( who are the leaders of the people ) gain their living with their hands , for it is ...
... death , and seduction must be atoned for by marriage or death . Al- most every man is a landowner and tills what land he owns ; even the preachers ( who are the leaders of the people ) gain their living with their hands , for it is ...
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... death of another Smith , -Horace , this one , a London broker , who had retired early from busi- ness , and had spent thirty years in the enjoyment of society and belles - lettres , there appeared this appreciation in the Examiner ...
... death of another Smith , -Horace , this one , a London broker , who had retired early from busi- ness , and had spent thirty years in the enjoyment of society and belles - lettres , there appeared this appreciation in the Examiner ...
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 62 tomas Henry Mills Alden,Frederick Lewis Allen,Lee Foster Hartman,Thomas Bucklin Wells Visos knygos peržiūra - 1881 |
Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 36 tomas Henry Mills Alden,Frederick Lewis Allen,Lee Foster Hartman,Thomas Bucklin Wells Visos knygos peržiūra - 1868 |
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