Rowton, Lord (Montagu William Lowry-Corry), C.B., of Rowton Castle, Salop, so created 6 May, 1880, B.A., Trin. Coll., Camb., 1861, from Harrow, private secretary to Earl of Beaconsfield 1866–8, 1874–80, acting secretary Congress of Berlin 1878, D.L. Salop, C.B. 28 July, 1878, a student of Lincoln's Inn 21 Nov., 1860 (then aged 22), called to the bar 6 June, 1863 (2nd…

— Joseph Foster
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Chap. 3. États psychiques
A. Au temps de l’empereur Mou des Tcheou, il vint, à la cour de cet empereur, un magicien d’un pays situé à l’Extrême-Occident. Cet homme entrait impunément dans l’eau et dans le feu, traversait le métal et la pierre, faisait remonter les torrents vers leur source, changeait de place les remparts des villes, se soutenait dans les airs sans…

— Anonyme
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There was once on a time a far-sighted, crafty peasant whose tricks were much talked about. The best story is, however, how he once got hold of the Devil, and made afool of him. The peasant had one day been working in his field, and as twilight had set in, was making ready for the journey home, when he saw a heap of burning coals in the middle of his field, and…

— Margaret Raine Hunt
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Miss Byron à Miss Selby.
Mardi 14 Février.
Miss Clemer, pour laquelle je sens croître mon amitié de jour en jour, m’a fait voir ce matin son Cabinet ; c’est-à-dire, ses Livres, ses ouvrages de main, & tout ce qui sert à ses occupations domestiques. Je me suis crue dans celui de ma chere Lucie ; car, au milieu de cette vie tumultueuse, je ne cesse pas de…

— Samuel Richardson
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Ay, they are gone beyond it all, the praising and the blame,
And many a man may win renown, but none more fair
a fame;
They showed the world Australia's lads knew well the way to die,
And we're leaving them, leaving them, quiet where they lie!

— George Herbert Clarke
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For ever wave, for ever float and shine
Before my yearning eyes, oh! dream of mine
Wherein I dreamed that time was like a vine,

— Sidney Lanier
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WALKER, Mrs. Minerva, physician, born in Clintondale. N. Y., 12th May, 1853. Her maiden name was Palmer. Her parents and grandfather were born in the same State and were Quakers. Minerva lived in Clinton county. Iowa, from the age of two years to that of sixteen, on a farm. Her father was a farmer, nurseryman and fruit-grower. She was educated in a preparatory…

— Woman of the Century
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Tome premier — Le procès de 1894.
Page 20, ligne 21. — L’orthographe couramment reproduite est Schwartzkoppen avec un t. C’est celle de l’Annuaire militaire (Jahrbuch für das deutsche Heer und die Marine). Dans les lettres que j’ai sous les yeux, l’officier allemand signe son nom avec la lettre double tz (tezed), qu’il écrit simplement en barrant le z comme un t.

— Joseph Reinach
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SPINOZA and Oldenburg stood laughing at Meyer, who was playing with a ridiculously impish figure of glass in a long phial; it jumped up and down, and twisted about, as Meyer pressed the india-rubber stopper and declaimed magic incantations.

— Berthold Auerbach
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YOUR friendship much can make me blest,
O why that bliss destroy!
Why urge the only, one request
You know I will deny!

Your thought, if Love must harbour there,
Conceal it in that thought;
Nor cause me from my bosom tear
The very friend I sought.

— Robert Burns
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