Prose,Abraham Small. William Brown, printer, 1824 |
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Page 20
... never recur, of saying something very trite and very fine to the fair travellers; for having occasion to wait half an hour at the next small town, I strolled into the church-yard, — as one generally does in a strange place, — to make ...
... never recur, of saying something very trite and very fine to the fair travellers; for having occasion to wait half an hour at the next small town, I strolled into the church-yard, — as one generally does in a strange place, — to make ...
Page 34
... never-to-be-forgotten speech, for a speech may be remembered, though every syllable of it be forgotten. I appeal to all the ears under straw- bonnets that have ever been brought into such anniversary meetings in town or country, if this ...
... never-to-be-forgotten speech, for a speech may be remembered, though every syllable of it be forgotten. I appeal to all the ears under straw- bonnets that have ever been brought into such anniversary meetings in town or country, if this ...
Page 38
... never be answered till the world's end. Something else, however, may be snatched from the same annihilating fate, which I neglected to put down among the events of yesterday. During my walk at noon, having left my windows open, I found ...
... never be answered till the world's end. Something else, however, may be snatched from the same annihilating fate, which I neglected to put down among the events of yesterday. During my walk at noon, having left my windows open, I found ...
Page 41
... never clapt a wing, or crew at daybreak." In the evening I went to take tea with Mr. R. jun. and his sisters. I was uncommonly talkative, — the consequence of holding my peace so much of late, — though I remember nothing that I said ...
... never clapt a wing, or crew at daybreak." In the evening I went to take tea with Mr. R. jun. and his sisters. I was uncommonly talkative, — the consequence of holding my peace so much of late, — though I remember nothing that I said ...
Page 44
... never promenade on Mount Oliver, when " The moonshine stealing through the gloom Is blended with the tints of eve." But should these reveries pass before the eyes of fair readers and kind ones, may their good genius lead them to the ...
... never promenade on Mount Oliver, when " The moonshine stealing through the gloom Is blended with the tints of eve." But should these reveries pass before the eyes of fair readers and kind ones, may their good genius lead them to the ...
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