Walter Savage Landor: A Biography, 2 tomasFields, Osgood, & Company, 1869 - 693 psl. |
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... become his more especial study only in later years ; and there is doubtless some truth in the playful allusion of one of his letters written when he was eighty - four . " I have forgotten my Greek , of which I had formerly as much as ...
... become his more especial study only in later years ; and there is doubtless some truth in the playful allusion of one of his letters written when he was eighty - four . " I have forgotten my Greek , of which I had formerly as much as ...
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... become tyrannical where he had power , and re- bellious where he had not ; and I here , therefore , candidly state so much , to be always kept steadily in view , that hereafter there may be less danger of doing unconsciously some ...
... become tyrannical where he had power , and re- bellious where he had not ; and I here , therefore , candidly state so much , to be always kept steadily in view , that hereafter there may be less danger of doing unconsciously some ...
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... become a command . If additional evidence were wanting , however , to show in all that has thus been quoted but the friendly familiarity of a good - humored girl for the brother of her friend , a year or two younger than herself , whose ...
... become a command . If additional evidence were wanting , however , to show in all that has thus been quoted but the friendly familiarity of a good - humored girl for the brother of her friend , a year or two younger than herself , whose ...
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... become habitual , and there was the appearance of too much parsimony . But it was never for herself . Under the guidance of my brother Henry , who managed her affairs , she would give as much to any of her children as was consistent ...
... become habitual , and there was the appearance of too much parsimony . But it was never for herself . Under the guidance of my brother Henry , who managed her affairs , she would give as much to any of her children as was consistent ...
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... become one of the glories of our language , * and which it is impossible even to transcribe * I quote from one of Landor's letters to me . " It was my practice , as you know from Gebir , to try my hand at both Latin and English where I ...
... become one of the glories of our language , * and which it is impossible even to transcribe * I quote from one of Landor's letters to me . " It was my practice , as you know from Gebir , to try my hand at both Latin and English where I ...
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