The British Quarterly Review, Volumes 61-62Henry Allon Hodder and Stoughton, 1875 |
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... perhaps for ever , lie buried with the mysteries of diplomacy ; it is enough that the displacement of these two powers was necessary to his conception of a united Germany ; that he foresaw the con- tingency of these conflicts , was on ...
... perhaps for ever , lie buried with the mysteries of diplomacy ; it is enough that the displacement of these two powers was necessary to his conception of a united Germany ; that he foresaw the con- tingency of these conflicts , was on ...
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... perhaps will be startled by the calm and judicial statement of Mr. Cox ( p . 264 ) , that ' in strictness of speech there is no tale of his own time which He- rodotus gives us ; ' for the historian was only six years of age when the ...
... perhaps will be startled by the calm and judicial statement of Mr. Cox ( p . 264 ) , that ' in strictness of speech there is no tale of his own time which He- rodotus gives us ; ' for the historian was only six years of age when the ...
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... perhaps at and driven into the heights , where we hear the camels being attacked by lions in Thrace no more of their resistance . and Macedonia ; but the real question is , What is the value of a history which gives such narratives as ...
... perhaps at and driven into the heights , where we hear the camels being attacked by lions in Thrace no more of their resistance . and Macedonia ; but the real question is , What is the value of a history which gives such narratives as ...
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... perhaps as mythical as the Eridanus , or amber river , and the gardens of the Hesperides . Passing over with high commendation the two excellent chapters in vol . ii . on the transition from the simple precedence of Athens ( yεuovia ) ...
... perhaps as mythical as the Eridanus , or amber river , and the gardens of the Hesperides . Passing over with high commendation the two excellent chapters in vol . ii . on the transition from the simple precedence of Athens ( yεuovia ) ...
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... perhaps never surpassed ; an infatuation , or a depravity which has sel- and we have to remember that it is given to us by an historian who reviews his career with singular indulgence , and who cherished his memory with affectionate but ...
... perhaps never surpassed ; an infatuation , or a depravity which has sel- and we have to remember that it is given to us by an historian who reviews his career with singular indulgence , and who cherished his memory with affectionate but ...
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