English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... mountains were not so grand ; and now that we were near to the short of the lake , and could see that it was not of fresh water , the wreck , the broken sea - shells , and scattered sea - weed gave some- what of a dull and uncleanly ...
... mountains were not so grand ; and now that we were near to the short of the lake , and could see that it was not of fresh water , the wreck , the broken sea - shells , and scattered sea - weed gave some- what of a dull and uncleanly ...
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... mountains all enveloped on all sides by a net of mountains : great about and about , making you giddy ; and then floundering bears and monsters they seemed , all Scotland afar off , and the border countries so couchant and asleep . We ...
... mountains all enveloped on all sides by a net of mountains : great about and about , making you giddy ; and then floundering bears and monsters they seemed , all Scotland afar off , and the border countries so couchant and asleep . We ...
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... mountains vari- ously illumined , the harmonious mixture of light and 10 shade , and their different effects in the morning and the evening as I travelled ; you may then form some idea of the scenes which engaged my attention , and ...
... mountains vari- ously illumined , the harmonious mixture of light and 10 shade , and their different effects in the morning and the evening as I travelled ; you may then form some idea of the scenes which engaged my attention , and ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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