The Monthly ReviewHurst, Robinson, 1841 |
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... Friends , & c . Edited by Ignace Moschelles , Esq . 375 IX . - Memoirs of Warren Hastings . By the Rev. G. R. Gleig . Vol . III . .. X. - 1 . A Description of British Guiana , Geographical and Statistical , & c . By R. H. Schomburgk ...
... Friends , & c . Edited by Ignace Moschelles , Esq . 375 IX . - Memoirs of Warren Hastings . By the Rev. G. R. Gleig . Vol . III . .. X. - 1 . A Description of British Guiana , Geographical and Statistical , & c . By R. H. Schomburgk ...
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... friends are exultations , agonies , And love , and man's unconquerable mind . ' The family of Toussaint were first sent to Bayonne , and afterwards to Agen , where one of the sons died of a decline . The two elder ones , endeavouring to ...
... friends are exultations , agonies , And love , and man's unconquerable mind . ' The family of Toussaint were first sent to Bayonne , and afterwards to Agen , where one of the sons died of a decline . The two elder ones , endeavouring to ...
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... friend ; and led the way , on descend- ing from the hills , straight across the plain to the Breda estate , where Toussant meant to await his family . How unlike was this plantation to what it was when these Negroes had seen it last ...
... friend ; and led the way , on descend- ing from the hills , straight across the plain to the Breda estate , where Toussant meant to await his family . How unlike was this plantation to what it was when these Negroes had seen it last ...
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... friends did not alter for a moment his heavy breathing . " Night at St. Domingo : - " For some little time nothing was heard but the sounds that in the plains of St. Domingo never cease - the humming and buzzing of mryiads of insects ...
... friends did not alter for a moment his heavy breathing . " Night at St. Domingo : - " For some little time nothing was heard but the sounds that in the plains of St. Domingo never cease - the humming and buzzing of mryiads of insects ...
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... friend , Lord Finlater , will , perhaps , shew you the fruit of that trifling , though I had not the confidence to trouble you with such a strange thing as a miraculous story , of which I fear the greatest merit is the novelty . I have ...
... friend , Lord Finlater , will , perhaps , shew you the fruit of that trifling , though I had not the confidence to trouble you with such a strange thing as a miraculous story , of which I fear the greatest merit is the novelty . I have ...
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