...was once a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, where you might have seen Apollo and the Muses " walking in fair procession on the lawns of it, and to and fro among the pinnacles of its crags." But you — the stupid British public, to wit — thought that you could make money of it; " you enterprised...

...•was once a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, where you might have seen Apollo and the Muses ' walking in fair procession on the lawns of it, and to and fro among the pinnacles of its crags.' But you — the stupid British public, to wit — thought that you could make money of it ; ' yon enterprised...

...was once a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, where you might have seen Apollo and the Muses " walking in fair procession on the lawns of it, and to and fro among the pinnacles of its crags." But you — the stupid British public, to wit — thought that you could make money of it ; "you enterprized...

..."was once a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, where yon might have seen Apollo and the Muses ' walking in fair procession on the lawns of it, and to and fro among the pinnacles of its crags.' But you — the stupid British public, to wit — thought that yon could make money of it; ' you enterprised...

...was once a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, where you might have seen Apollo and the Muses " walking in fair procession on the lawns of it, and to and fro anión» the pinnacles of its crag?." But you — the stupid British public, to wit — thought that...

...heap and a puddle if he pleases. For typical extract, take this : — * " There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, once upon a time, divine...and fro among the pinnacles of its crags. You cared * FORS I., 5, 10. neither for Gods nor grass, but for cash (which you did not know the way to get);...

...it, in one wild harmony round all its murderous sphere.— Fors, I., p. 69. There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, once upon a time, divine as the Vale of Tempo ; you might have seen the Gods there morning and evening — Apollo and all the sweet Muses of...

...that he can draw nothing more, except brown blots through a hole in a box. There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, once upon a time, divine...Tempe; you might have seen the Gods there morning and evening—Apollo and all the sweet Muses of the Light — walking in fair procession on the lawns of...

...that he can draw nothing more, except brown blots through a hole in a box. There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell, once upon a time, divine as the Vale of Tempe ; vou might have seen the Gods there morning and evening — Apollo and all the sweet Muses of the...

...that he can draw nothing more except brown blots through a hole in a box. There was a rocky valley between Buxton and Bakewell. once upon a time, divine...and evening, — Apollo and all the sweet Muses of tho Light, walking in fair procession on the lawns of it. and to and fro among the pinnacles of its...