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And , to come nearer to our own times , Sir James Mackintosh speaks of Gray thus : “ Of all English poets he was the most finished artist . He attained the highest degree of splendor of which poetical style seemed to be capable .
And , to come nearer to our own times , Sir James Mackintosh speaks of Gray thus : “ Of all English poets he was the most finished artist . He attained the highest degree of splendor of which poetical style seemed to be capable .
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Long afterward , in speaking of this period in his life , he said , " I was bred to the law , a profession to which I was never much inclined and in which I engaged , rather because I was desirous to gratify a most indulgent father ...
Long afterward , in speaking of this period in his life , he said , " I was bred to the law , a profession to which I was never much inclined and in which I engaged , rather because I was desirous to gratify a most indulgent father ...
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His pictures are , if I may so speak , conceived with all the tenderness of Raffaelle , and executed with all the finish and sharpness of Teniers . No man , in such few words , tells his tale , or describes his scene , so forcibly and ...
His pictures are , if I may so speak , conceived with all the tenderness of Raffaelle , and executed with all the finish and sharpness of Teniers . No man , in such few words , tells his tale , or describes his scene , so forcibly and ...
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Western gales and skies serene Speak not always winter past . Cease , my doubts , my fears to move , Spare the honor of my love . 10 A LONG STORY ° IN Britain's isle , no matter where , An ancient pile of building stands : The ...
Western gales and skies serene Speak not always winter past . Cease , my doubts , my fears to move , Spare the honor of my love . 10 A LONG STORY ° IN Britain's isle , no matter where , An ancient pile of building stands : The ...
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Speak to a commoner and a poet ! ” 140 [ Here five hundred stanzas are lost . ] And so God save our noble king , And guard us from long - winded lubbers , That to eternity would sing , And keep my lady from her rubbers .
Speak to a commoner and a poet ! ” 140 [ Here five hundred stanzas are lost . ] And so God save our noble king , And guard us from long - winded lubbers , That to eternity would sing , And keep my lady from her rubbers .
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