The Works of Thomas Gray: LettersMacmillan, 1884 - 4 pages |
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... admiration ; I want you to learn too , that I may know your opinion of him ; nothing can be easier than that language to any one who knows Latin and French already , and there are few so copious and expressive . . . . My LETTERS . 7 ...
... admiration ; I want you to learn too , that I may know your opinion of him ; nothing can be easier than that language to any one who knows Latin and French already , and there are few so copious and expressive . . . . My LETTERS . 7 ...
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... Hertford . A gentle and admirable person , afterwards sent , as being man of the first character and quality , " as our Ambassador to Paris . - [ Ed . ] a have not been disagreeable ones ; through a fine , LETTERS . 19 To Richard West.
... Hertford . A gentle and admirable person , afterwards sent , as being man of the first character and quality , " as our Ambassador to Paris . - [ Ed . ] a have not been disagreeable ones ; through a fine , LETTERS . 19 To Richard West.
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... admirable roads , and in an easy conveyance ; the inns not absolutely intolerable , and images quite unusual presenting themselves on all hands . At Amiens we saw the fine cathedral , and ate paté de perdrix ; passed through the park of ...
... admirable roads , and in an easy conveyance ; the inns not absolutely intolerable , and images quite unusual presenting themselves on all hands . At Amiens we saw the fine cathedral , and ate paté de perdrix ; passed through the park of ...
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... admirable ; in short , you find everything that luxury can desire in perfection . We have now been here a week , and shall stay some little time longer . We are at the foot of the Appen- nine mountains ; it will take up three days to ...
... admirable ; in short , you find everything that luxury can desire in perfection . We have now been here a week , and shall stay some little time longer . We are at the foot of the Appen- nine mountains ; it will take up three days to ...
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... admirably well kept , and paved throughout , which is a length of fourscore miles and more . We left the Pope's dominions , and lay that night in those of the Grand Duke at Fiorenzuolo , a paltry little town at the foot of Mount Giogo ...
... admirably well kept , and paved throughout , which is a length of fourscore miles and more . We left the Pope's dominions , and lay that night in those of the Grand Duke at Fiorenzuolo , a paltry little town at the foot of Mount Giogo ...
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acquaintance Adieu admire Amst Antistrophe appear beautiful believe best compliments Brown called Cambridge Caractacus church College Comédie Française Conyers Middleton DEAR DOCTOR-I DEAR MASON-I dear Sir desire Dodsley Duke edition Elidurus eyes famous Florence fortnight give glad gout Gray's head hear heard hither honour hope HORACE WALPOLE imagine JAMES BROWN journey King Lady letter lines live London Lord master mention miles mountains Naples never night obliged opinion pass Pembroke Pembroke College perhaps Peterhouse Pindar pleasure Poems Pray printed published RICHARD WEST Rome seen shew sincerely Sir John Mordaunt soon sorry sort spirit stanza Stoke Stonhewer suppose sure Syphax Tacitus talk tell thing THOMAS WHARTON thought told town Tuthill verse Walpole's week WILLIAM MASON wish wonder word write wrote
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