A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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Page 52
... hour they took their leave . To anyone who loves the writings of Charles Lamb with but half my own enthusiasm , even these little particulars of an hour passed in his company will have an interest . To him who does not , they will seem ...
... hour they took their leave . To anyone who loves the writings of Charles Lamb with but half my own enthusiasm , even these little particulars of an hour passed in his company will have an interest . To him who does not , they will seem ...
Page 124
... hour than he has yet profaned , has despaired of life , and is pursuing a descending and darkening way . After a partial cessation of his sensuous life , the soul of man , or its organs rather , are reinvig- orated each day , and his ...
... hour than he has yet profaned , has despaired of life , and is pursuing a descending and darkening way . After a partial cessation of his sensuous life , the soul of man , or its organs rather , are reinvig- orated each day , and his ...
Page 137
... hour or two we were hard at work , making the booms well fast ; unreeving the studding - sail and royal and skysail gear ; getting rolling - ropes on the yards ; setting up the weather breast - backstays ; and making other preparations ...
... hour or two we were hard at work , making the booms well fast ; unreeving the studding - sail and royal and skysail gear ; getting rolling - ropes on the yards ; setting up the weather breast - backstays ; and making other preparations ...
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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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