Poems, 第 2 卷trustees of the late James Morison, 1811 |
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... racters are , no doubt , lampooned without reason : the author , exasperated by a few individuals , un- justly extended his resentment to the whole class . " Every piece in this volume possesses some trait , characteristic of Burns ...
... racters are , no doubt , lampooned without reason : the author , exasperated by a few individuals , un- justly extended his resentment to the whole class . " Every piece in this volume possesses some trait , characteristic of Burns ...
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... racters which we have never met with , yet they are adjusted with such philosophical skill to the varieties possible in human nature they are made up of parts , which form compounds so con- gruous , that they are as interesting as if ...
... racters which we have never met with , yet they are adjusted with such philosophical skill to the varieties possible in human nature they are made up of parts , which form compounds so con- gruous , that they are as interesting as if ...
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... racters at once regret and exult in the mutual pleasure of former days . It was the felicity of Burns , as it is the province of genius , to exhibit the whole state of the mind by a single expres- sion ; and when the two friends recall ...
... racters at once regret and exult in the mutual pleasure of former days . It was the felicity of Burns , as it is the province of genius , to exhibit the whole state of the mind by a single expres- sion ; and when the two friends recall ...
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