America's LiteratureJames David Hart, Clarence Gohdes |
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Page 456
... hour . Within this limit alone can the highest order of true poetry exist . We need only here say , upon this topic ... hour to one or two hours in its perusal . The ordinary novel is objectionable , from its length , for reasons already ...
... hour . Within this limit alone can the highest order of true poetry exist . We need only here say , upon this topic ... hour to one or two hours in its perusal . The ordinary novel is objectionable , from its length , for reasons already ...
Page 573
... hour— perhaps proud America will never again know such an hour . She must pack and fly - no time to spare . Those white palaces - the dome - crown'd capitol there on the hill , so stately over the trees - shall they be left or destroy'd ...
... hour— perhaps proud America will never again know such an hour . She must pack and fly - no time to spare . Those white palaces - the dome - crown'd capitol there on the hill , so stately over the trees - shall they be left or destroy'd ...
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... hour is that to go to bed ? " " He stays up because he likes it . " " He's lonely . I'm not lonely . I have a wife ... hour ? " " More to me than to him . " " An hour is the same . " " You talk like an old man yourself . He can buy a ...
... hour is that to go to bed ? " " He stays up because he likes it . " " He's lonely . I'm not lonely . I have a wife ... hour ? " " More to me than to him . " " An hour is the same . " " You talk like an old man yourself . He can buy a ...
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