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... NOVEMBER , 14 , 1813 - APRIL 19 , 1814 ... ... ... ... 313 APPENDIX I. ARTICLES FROM THE MONTHLY REVIEW II . 99 36 ... PARLIAMENTARY SPEECHES 413 ... 424 III . LADY CAroline Lamb AND BYRON 446 LETTERS OF BERNARD BARTON 99 IV . V. 99 ...
... NOVEMBER , 14 , 1813 - APRIL 19 , 1814 ... ... ... ... 313 APPENDIX I. ARTICLES FROM THE MONTHLY REVIEW II . 99 36 ... PARLIAMENTARY SPEECHES 413 ... 424 III . LADY CAroline Lamb AND BYRON 446 LETTERS OF BERNARD BARTON 99 IV . V. 99 ...
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... November , I shall hardly be able to make Cambridge . My everlasting agent puts off his coming like the accomplishment of a prophecy . How- ever , finding me growing serious he hath promised to be here on Thursday , and about Monday we ...
... November , I shall hardly be able to make Cambridge . My everlasting agent puts off his coming like the accomplishment of a prophecy . How- ever , finding me growing serious he hath promised to be here on Thursday , and about Monday we ...
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... November , and even that will be two months too soon . I am so sorry my hand is unintelligible ; but I can neither deny your accusation , nor remove the cause of it . It is a sad scrawl , certes . - A perilous quantity of annotation ...
... November , and even that will be two months too soon . I am so sorry my hand is unintelligible ; but I can neither deny your accusation , nor remove the cause of it . It is a sad scrawl , certes . - A perilous quantity of annotation ...
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... November . The papers are full of Dalrymple's Bigamy 2 ( I know the man ) . What the Devil will he do with his Spare - rib ? He is no beauty , but as lame as myself . He has more ladies than legs , what comfort to a cripple ! Sto sempre ...
... November . The papers are full of Dalrymple's Bigamy 2 ( I know the man ) . What the Devil will he do with his Spare - rib ? He is no beauty , but as lame as myself . He has more ladies than legs , what comfort to a cripple ! Sto sempre ...
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... November , and perhaps at Cambridge before the end of this month ; but of my movements you shall be regularly apprised . Your objections I have in part done away by alterations , which I hope will suffice ; and I have sent two or three ...
... November , and perhaps at Cambridge before the end of this month ; but of my movements you shall be regularly apprised . Your objections I have in part done away by alterations , which I hope will suffice ; and I have sent two or three ...
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