A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... Felt , who lived near her , and who had kept a record of the principal occur- rences for the last fifty years . At my request she sent for him ; and after I had related to him the object of my inquiry , Mr. Felt told me he had known ...
... Felt , who lived near her , and who had kept a record of the principal occur- rences for the last fifty years . At my request she sent for him ; and after I had related to him the object of my inquiry , Mr. Felt told me he had known ...
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... FELT A FUNERAL IN MY BRAIN I felt a funeral in my brain , And mourners , to and fro , Kept treading , treading , till it seemed That sense was breaking through . And when they all were seated , A service like 233 I DIED FOR BEAUTY , BUT ...
... FELT A FUNERAL IN MY BRAIN I felt a funeral in my brain , And mourners , to and fro , Kept treading , treading , till it seemed That sense was breaking through . And when they all were seated , A service like 233 I DIED FOR BEAUTY , BUT ...
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... felt much as an innocent and perfectly well - inten- tioned bear might after his exit from a china shop . Louisa , on her part , felt much as the kind - hearted , long - suffering owner of the china shop might have done after the exit ...
... felt much as an innocent and perfectly well - inten- tioned bear might after his exit from a china shop . Louisa , on her part , felt much as the kind - hearted , long - suffering owner of the china shop might have done after the exit ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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