The Makers of English ProseFleming H. Revell Company, 1906 - 308 psl. |
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... delight in the cheerful humour of Holmes and the scholarly essays of Lowell . In the growth of Amer- ican literature their place is high , but it can hardly be argued that either stands with the supreme artists who have directed and ...
... delight in the cheerful humour of Holmes and the scholarly essays of Lowell . In the growth of Amer- ican literature their place is high , but it can hardly be argued that either stands with the supreme artists who have directed and ...
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... delight- ful tenderness and grace . If one were compiling specimens of the best prose of the nineteenth century it is certain that both these authors would occupy a large place . Or , to mention names even better known , who has written ...
... delight- ful tenderness and grace . If one were compiling specimens of the best prose of the nineteenth century it is certain that both these authors would occupy a large place . Or , to mention names even better known , who has written ...
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... delight . He was full of prejudice , thoroughly insular in his habit of thought , and narrow in the area of his vision . He applied the test of blunt com- mon - sense to everything - except , perhaps , the Cock Lane ghost . And yet such ...
... delight . He was full of prejudice , thoroughly insular in his habit of thought , and narrow in the area of his vision . He applied the test of blunt com- mon - sense to everything - except , perhaps , the Cock Lane ghost . And yet such ...
43 psl.
... delight that grew by what it fed on , and asked what was to become of her , he replied , " Die , then , in a surfeit of bad taste . " In relation to art and music he displayed the same obstinate dislike to conventional opinions . When a ...
... delight that grew by what it fed on , and asked what was to become of her , he replied , " Die , then , in a surfeit of bad taste . " In relation to art and music he displayed the same obstinate dislike to conventional opinions . When a ...
44 psl.
... delights him so much as to find a foeman worthy of his steel , or we might more appropriately say , of his bludgeon . His controversial battles were all conducted upon the pattern of his famous tussle with Thomas Osborne . When he had ...
... delights him so much as to find a foeman worthy of his steel , or we might more appropriately say , of his bludgeon . His controversial battles were all conducted upon the pattern of his famous tussle with Thomas Osborne . When he had ...
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