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To men who accepted the idea that they lived in the iron age and that they were not the equals of the ancients , there naturally came the doubt as to whether nature was still capable of producing men with as great ability , either phys- ...
To men who accepted the idea that they lived in the iron age and that they were not the equals of the ancients , there naturally came the doubt as to whether nature was still capable of producing men with as great ability , either phys- ...
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To men who accepted the idea that they lived in the iron age and that they were not the equals of the ancients , there naturally came the doubt as to whether nature was still capable of producing men with as great ability , either phys- ...
To men who accepted the idea that they lived in the iron age and that they were not the equals of the ancients , there naturally came the doubt as to whether nature was still capable of producing men with as great ability , either phys- ...
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Nature herself was proud of his designs , And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines , Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit : The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , 5 Neat Terence ...
Nature herself was proud of his designs , And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines , Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit : The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , 5 Neat Terence ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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