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... with you that you have broke Statius ' head , but it is in like manner as Apollo broke Hyacinth's , you have foiled him infinitely at his own weapon . " - [ Ed . ] made four - and - twenty steps more , I 2 LETTERS . To Richard West.
... with you that you have broke Statius ' head , but it is in like manner as Apollo broke Hyacinth's , you have foiled him infinitely at his own weapon . " - [ Ed . ] made four - and - twenty steps more , I 2 LETTERS . To Richard West.
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... manner of Mrs. Rowe's letters of the dead to the living ; a book which was , I believe , published about this time . [ Mason . ] 2 Horace Walpole , Earl of Orford ( 1717-1797 ) , entered Eton on the 26th of April 1727 , and became the ...
... manner of Mrs. Rowe's letters of the dead to the living ; a book which was , I believe , published about this time . [ Mason . ] 2 Horace Walpole , Earl of Orford ( 1717-1797 ) , entered Eton on the 26th of April 1727 , and became the ...
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... manner they live among one another ; not so much out of any aversion they have to pleasure , as out of a sort of formality they have contracted by not being much frequented by people who have lived at Paris . It is sure they do not hate ...
... manner they live among one another ; not so much out of any aversion they have to pleasure , as out of a sort of formality they have contracted by not being much frequented by people who have lived at Paris . It is sure they do not hate ...
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... manner we paraded through all the principal streets of the city , and waked every- body in it . Mr. Walpole had a mind to make a custom of the thing , and would have given a ball in the same manner next week ; but the women did not come ...
... manner we paraded through all the principal streets of the city , and waked every- body in it . Mr. Walpole had a mind to make a custom of the thing , and would have given a ball in the same manner next week ; but the women did not come ...
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... manner of a bier , and so begun to 1 This odd incident might have afforded Mr. Gray a subject for an ode , which would have been a good companion to that on the death of a favourite cat . 2 Lanslebourg . [ Ed . ] [ Mason . ] ascend by ...
... manner of a bier , and so begun to 1 This odd incident might have afforded Mr. Gray a subject for an ode , which would have been a good companion to that on the death of a favourite cat . 2 Lanslebourg . [ Ed . ] [ Mason . ] ascend by ...
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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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Page 268 - Give ample room, and verge enough The characters of hell to trace. Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, thro...
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Page 268 - Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies ! Is the sable warrior fled ? — Thy son is gone ; he rests among the dead.
Page 269 - Edward, lo ! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof, the thread is spun !) Half of thy heart we consecrate ; (The web is wove, the work is done...
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Page 269 - Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof; The thread is spun;) Half of thy heart we consecrate. (The web is wove; The work is done.) — Stay, oh stay!