American Monthly Knickerbocker, 第 47 卷1856 |
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... Turning our steps towards the castle , we sought immediately for the chamber in which the regalia of ancient Scotland are preserved . Ascending a dark stair - case , we were admit- ted into a small arched room , without windows ; in the ...
... Turning our steps towards the castle , we sought immediately for the chamber in which the regalia of ancient Scotland are preserved . Ascending a dark stair - case , we were admit- ted into a small arched room , without windows ; in the ...
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... turning brown ? ' Or fickle Fortune's fairy gold , Which many clutch with eager hands , And dreams of state and spreading lands , To see it vanish from their hold ? ' Or shall I chant thy praises , Earth ? Ah ! no . All impotent and ...
... turning brown ? ' Or fickle Fortune's fairy gold , Which many clutch with eager hands , And dreams of state and spreading lands , To see it vanish from their hold ? ' Or shall I chant thy praises , Earth ? Ah ! no . All impotent and ...
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... turned away , that the whole might be preserved in my heart of hearts , in undiminished and transcendent beauty . I looked about me hopefully , but alas ! earth seemed but cold and uninviting . I could then have died . With thy ...
... turned away , that the whole might be preserved in my heart of hearts , in undiminished and transcendent beauty . I looked about me hopefully , but alas ! earth seemed but cold and uninviting . I could then have died . With thy ...
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... turned into little trembling worms , which at last stretched across the wall ; then many of these fused into one ... turning , with a fearful scowl , he stalked away , his lips moving as though he muttered of vengeance . And when he had ...
... turned into little trembling worms , which at last stretched across the wall ; then many of these fused into one ... turning , with a fearful scowl , he stalked away , his lips moving as though he muttered of vengeance . And when he had ...
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... turned its wicked black eye full upon me , winked , croaked , and flew away . That's all , mother : if I go to - day , I fear I shall never come back again . Don't laugh at me ; indeed I cannot help it but - but , mother , I will go ; I ...
... turned its wicked black eye full upon me , winked , croaked , and flew away . That's all , mother : if I go to - day , I fear I shall never come back again . Don't laugh at me ; indeed I cannot help it but - but , mother , I will go ; I ...
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