The Quarterly Review, Volume 16John Murray, 1817 - English literature |
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Page 58
We cannot , for example , bring ourselves to believe that the first division of
property arose from any reflection on the part of the bachelors of a tribe living on
a common stock , that they were contributing more than their due share of labour
...
We cannot , for example , bring ourselves to believe that the first division of
property arose from any reflection on the part of the bachelors of a tribe living on
a common stock , that they were contributing more than their due share of labour
...
Page 211
In fact we have heard , and we believe , that he brought to Englund a few sheets
of notes , gleaned for the most part from the conversation of his better informed
fellow - officers , and that he applied to some manufacturer of correspondence in
...
In fact we have heard , and we believe , that he brought to Englund a few sheets
of notes , gleaned for the most part from the conversation of his better informed
fellow - officers , and that he applied to some manufacturer of correspondence in
...
Page 213
The truth , we believe , is , that the newspapers , both English and French , were
freely sent to Buonaparte ; and if the contents of the former were ever kept from
him , it must have been by Las Cases , who was bis usual interpreter ; and upon ...
The truth , we believe , is , that the newspapers , both English and French , were
freely sent to Buonaparte ; and if the contents of the former were ever kept from
him , it must have been by Las Cases , who was bis usual interpreter ; and upon ...
Page 343
Now , unfortunately for Miss Plumptre's veracity , as well as her pleasantry , we
believe we may venture to assert that the Catholics of Ireland never were , never
are , and never will be called Romans . One wonders how the poor woman could
...
Now , unfortunately for Miss Plumptre's veracity , as well as her pleasantry , we
believe we may venture to assert that the Catholics of Ireland never were , never
are , and never will be called Romans . One wonders how the poor woman could
...
Page 509
He was so far from being attached to the person of Buonaparte , that the latter
had never heard of him until he arrived at St. Helena , and so little interest did he
feel about him , that we believe he never saw him ; ( Warden says he saw him
once ...
He was so far from being attached to the person of Buonaparte , that the latter
had never heard of him until he arrived at St. Helena , and so little interest did he
feel about him , that we believe he never saw him ; ( Warden says he saw him
once ...
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