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... perhaps should feel the same reluctance in quitting my present jail , ( though it is only changing one place of durance for another , ) if both the first and the se- cond nature , the innate bent of my mind , the habit- ual exercise of ...
... perhaps should feel the same reluctance in quitting my present jail , ( though it is only changing one place of durance for another , ) if both the first and the se- cond nature , the innate bent of my mind , the habit- ual exercise of ...
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You perhaps may be amused also in some measure in reading what I scribble : at least you may be sure I imagine so ; for if I did not , my ink - horn would be dry , my pen split , and my paper wet ; that is , I should have no heart to ...
You perhaps may be amused also in some measure in reading what I scribble : at least you may be sure I imagine so ; for if I did not , my ink - horn would be dry , my pen split , and my paper wet ; that is , I should have no heart to ...
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... perhaps require the opiate of insensibility to give them a little rest from the con- tinual labour of reflecting .... but indeed these are few . ( This side of my paper drawing near to a conclusion , and I am scarce awake enough to ...
... perhaps require the opiate of insensibility to give them a little rest from the con- tinual labour of reflecting .... but indeed these are few . ( This side of my paper drawing near to a conclusion , and I am scarce awake enough to ...
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... perhaps to hear me say , that I then wished and longed to live happy with you when I had reason to fear you was at death's door . There is another thing , Sylvia , which weighed with me more than any thing , and fixed me your's without ...
... perhaps to hear me say , that I then wished and longed to live happy with you when I had reason to fear you was at death's door . There is another thing , Sylvia , which weighed with me more than any thing , and fixed me your's without ...
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... perhaps is grave , moral , and sententious . The Temple is the barrier , that divides the city and suburbs ; and the gentlemen who reside there , seem influenced by the situation of the place they inhabit . Templars are , in general , a ...
... perhaps is grave , moral , and sententious . The Temple is the barrier , that divides the city and suburbs ; and the gentlemen who reside there , seem influenced by the situation of the place they inhabit . Templars are , in general , a ...
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