Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical Notices of Authors, and Selections from Their Writings, from the Earliest Period to the Present Day, with Portraits, Autographs, and Other Illustrations, 2 tomasCharles Scribner, 1856 |
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... Play , a Life of Freedom . GEORGE P. MORRIS 847 GEORGE DENISON PRENTICE . 400 The Whip - poor - will . The Flight of Years . Woodman spare that Tree . I'm with You once again . A Legend of the Mohawk . CHARLES E. ARTHUR GAYARRÉ Father ...
... Play , a Life of Freedom . GEORGE P. MORRIS 847 GEORGE DENISON PRENTICE . 400 The Whip - poor - will . The Flight of Years . Woodman spare that Tree . I'm with You once again . A Legend of the Mohawk . CHARLES E. ARTHUR GAYARRÉ Father ...
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... play'd at hide and seek , Whence many an arrow well , I wot , Against the wight's tough heart was shot . He follow'd her where'er she stray'd , While every look his love betray'd ; And when her milking she would ply , Sooth'd her pleas ...
... play'd at hide and seek , Whence many an arrow well , I wot , Against the wight's tough heart was shot . He follow'd her where'er she stray'd , While every look his love betray'd ; And when her milking she would ply , Sooth'd her pleas ...
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... played a game of backgammon with my mother . This was the only game of the kind that he liked . Cards and chess he never played . In the summer afternoons he left his library towards twilight , and might always be seen by the passer ...
... played a game of backgammon with my mother . This was the only game of the kind that he liked . Cards and chess he never played . In the summer afternoons he left his library towards twilight , and might always be seen by the passer ...
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... play as he warmed with his subject , and he would hold his hearer by the hour as fix- edly with a disquisition on morals as by a series of wild tales of Italian banditti . Allston gave his best to his friends as well as to the public ...
... play as he warmed with his subject , and he would hold his hearer by the hour as fix- edly with a disquisition on morals as by a series of wild tales of Italian banditti . Allston gave his best to his friends as well as to the public ...
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... play O'er ice - incrusted heath , In gleams of orange now , and green , And now in red and azure sheen , Like hues on dying dolphin seen , Most lovely when in death ; " Or seen at dawn of eastern light The frosty toil of Fays by night ...
... play O'er ice - incrusted heath , In gleams of orange now , and green , And now in red and azure sheen , Like hues on dying dolphin seen , Most lovely when in death ; " Or seen at dawn of eastern light The frosty toil of Fays by night ...
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