A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... expressions are in my mind and in my mouth , " Infinite upon infinite - Infinite upon infinite ! " When I look into my ... expression that has long been natural for me to use in prayer , " to lie infinitely low before God . " And it is ...
... expressions are in my mind and in my mouth , " Infinite upon infinite - Infinite upon infinite ! " When I look into my ... expression that has long been natural for me to use in prayer , " to lie infinitely low before God . " And it is ...
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... expression , and her arm and hand most beautiful . I was surprised to find her with fair complexion , and no less surprised to find the general expression of her counte- nance anything but melancholy , and her conversation gay and full ...
... expression , and her arm and hand most beautiful . I was surprised to find her with fair complexion , and no less surprised to find the general expression of her counte- nance anything but melancholy , and her conversation gay and full ...
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... expression that reaction against the barrel - organ style which had been reigning by a kind of sleepy divine right for half a century . The lowest point was indicated when there was such an utter confounding of the common and the ...
... expression that reaction against the barrel - organ style which had been reigning by a kind of sleepy divine right for half a century . The lowest point was indicated when there was such an utter confounding of the common and the ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
Copyright | |
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