Memoirs of the Life of the Right Honourable Richard Brinsley Sheridan, Volumen1

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A. & R. Spottiswoode, New-Street-Square., 1825
 

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Página 481 - ... have this day listened with ardour and admiration. From poetry up to eloquence there is not a species of composition of which a complete and perfect specimen might not, from that single speech, be culled and collected.
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