Sabrinae corolla in hortulis Regiae scholae salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri floribus legendis ...Benjamin Hall Kennedy, James Riddell, George William Clark G. Bell and Sons, 1890 - 473页 |
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... Lord Brooke K .. • From the Greek K .. • 488 50 50 52 52 W. G. C. 54 The Primrose . Francesca e Paolo . May Morning The Lamb . Bosworth Field . Carew K .. 54 Dante . Milton • H. A. J. M. K .. 56 58 Pope . W. G. W. Sir J. Beaumont ...
... Lord Brooke K .. • From the Greek K .. • 488 50 50 52 52 W. G. C. 54 The Primrose . Francesca e Paolo . May Morning The Lamb . Bosworth Field . Carew K .. 54 Dante . Milton • H. A. J. M. K .. 56 58 Pope . W. G. W. Sir J. Beaumont ...
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... Lord General - Fairfax . Inscription on a Boat . The Archangel Masque . . " • The Host of Satan Ariel's Song The Rose . A Novel Show The Foliage of Love • The Man who had Nought The Deluge Eyes and Rubies True Beauty . Invocation . Song ...
... Lord General - Fairfax . Inscription on a Boat . The Archangel Masque . . " • The Host of Satan Ariel's Song The Rose . A Novel Show The Foliage of Love • The Man who had Nought The Deluge Eyes and Rubies True Beauty . Invocation . Song ...
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... Lord Lyttelton . • • K. K. S. A. K. • 166 • 166 166 · 168 To Sir Luckless Wooall The World's Judgment The Wise Nurse Das Wesen des Epigramms Genius and Goodness . . All that's Bright must Fade . The Fiend . Enigma The Gudewife To a Lady ...
... Lord Lyttelton . • • K. K. S. A. K. • 166 • 166 166 · 168 To Sir Luckless Wooall The World's Judgment The Wise Nurse Das Wesen des Epigramms Genius and Goodness . . All that's Bright must Fade . The Fiend . Enigma The Gudewife To a Lady ...
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... Lord Nugent Akenside . K. 170 • • G. H. J. 172 • • • ( from Kästner ) K. 172 • • Anon . S. A .. 172 • • Pope H. A. J. M. 174 Somerville K. 174 · Gay J. C. M. • 176 Shakespeare . .. S .. 176 . . Hamilton H. A. J. M. 178 Aur . Bertolo ...
... Lord Nugent Akenside . K. 170 • • G. H. J. 172 • • • ( from Kästner ) K. 172 • • Anon . S. A .. 172 • • Pope H. A. J. M. 174 Somerville K. 174 · Gay J. C. M. • 176 Shakespeare . .. S .. 176 . . Hamilton H. A. J. M. 178 Aur . Bertolo ...
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... Lord Byron . Lord Byron . Campbell Shelley Uhland Lord Byron . ( from Uhland ) Wordsworth Sir H. Taylor K .. . 286 • G. J. K .. 288 K .. 288 • T. S. E .. 290 · W. G. C. 290 • • E. G. H. 292 PAGE W. W. H. . 326 • • · · xxvi FLORUM ...
... Lord Byron . Lord Byron . Campbell Shelley Uhland Lord Byron . ( from Uhland ) Wordsworth Sir H. Taylor K .. . 286 • G. J. K .. 288 K .. 288 • T. S. E .. 290 · W. G. C. 290 • • E. G. H. 292 PAGE W. W. H. . 326 • • · · xxvi FLORUM ...
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