The Illustrated Byron: With Upwards of Two Hundred Engravings from Original Drawings by Kenny Meadows, Birket Foster, Hablot K. Browne, Gustave Janet and Edward MorinH. Lea, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 147 頁
... mean Nothing but what was good , her breast was peace- able- A quiet conscience makes one so serene ! Christians have burnt each other , quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did . LXXXIV . And if in the meantime ...
... mean Nothing but what was good , her breast was peace- able- A quiet conscience makes one so serene ! Christians have burnt each other , quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did . LXXXIV . And if in the meantime ...
第 280 頁
... mean to reflect - a man so great as You , my lord duke ! is far above reflection : The high Roman fashion , too , of Cincinnatus , With modern history has but small connection : Though as an Irishman you love potatoes , You need not ...
... mean to reflect - a man so great as You , my lord duke ! is far above reflection : The high Roman fashion , too , of Cincinnatus , With modern history has but small connection : Though as an Irishman you love potatoes , You need not ...
第 345 頁
... mean to make him when I reign . LXXI . But there was something wanting on the whole- I don't know what , and therefore cannot tell- Which pretty women - the sweet souls ! -call soul . Certes it was not body ; he was well Proportion'd ...
... mean to make him when I reign . LXXI . But there was something wanting on the whole- I don't know what , and therefore cannot tell- Which pretty women - the sweet souls ! -call soul . Certes it was not body ; he was well Proportion'd ...
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