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Donald Grant Mitchell. ENGLISH LANDS LETTERS AND KINGS From Celt to Tudor BY DONALD G. MITCHELL NEW YORK Charles Scribner's Sons MDCCCXC S. PUBLIC LIBRARY 586876 ASTOR , LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS ,
Donald Grant Mitchell. ENGLISH LANDS LETTERS AND KINGS From Celt to Tudor BY DONALD G. MITCHELL NEW YORK Charles Scribner's Sons MDCCCXC S. PUBLIC LIBRARY 586876 ASTOR , LENOX AND TILDEN FOUNDATIONS ,
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... ENGLISH LEARNING , CÆDMON , BEDA , KING ALFRED , CANUTE AND GODIVA , WILLIAM THE NORMAN , HAROLD THE SAXON , PAGE 1 5 7 9 13 15 17 · 22 25 29 CHAPTER II . GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH , 37 KING ARTHUR LEGENDS , 39 EARLY NORMAN KINGS , RICHARD ...
... ENGLISH LEARNING , CÆDMON , BEDA , KING ALFRED , CANUTE AND GODIVA , WILLIAM THE NORMAN , HAROLD THE SAXON , PAGE 1 5 7 9 13 15 17 · 22 25 29 CHAPTER II . GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH , 37 KING ARTHUR LEGENDS , 39 EARLY NORMAN KINGS , RICHARD ...
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... ENGLISH PRINTING , 149 OLD PRIVATE LETTERS , 154 A BURST OF BALLADRY , 158 CHAPTER V. EARLY DAYS OF HENRY VIII . , 167 CARDINAL WOLSEY , AND SIR THOMAS MORE , 173 • CRANMER , LATIMER , KNOX , AND OTHERS , VERSE - WRITING AND PSALMODIES ...
... ENGLISH PRINTING , 149 OLD PRIVATE LETTERS , 154 A BURST OF BALLADRY , 158 CHAPTER V. EARLY DAYS OF HENRY VIII . , 167 CARDINAL WOLSEY , AND SIR THOMAS MORE , 173 • CRANMER , LATIMER , KNOX , AND OTHERS , VERSE - WRITING AND PSALMODIES ...
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... TAVERN COTERIE , 274 CHAPTER VIII . GEORGE PEELE , 284 • THOMAS DEKKER , 287 MICHAEL DRAYTON , 291 BEN JONSON , 295 SOME PROSE WRITERS , 303 THE QUEEN'S PROGRESSES , 312 ENGLISH LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS . I CHAPTER CONTENTS . xi.
... TAVERN COTERIE , 274 CHAPTER VIII . GEORGE PEELE , 284 • THOMAS DEKKER , 287 MICHAEL DRAYTON , 291 BEN JONSON , 295 SOME PROSE WRITERS , 303 THE QUEEN'S PROGRESSES , 312 ENGLISH LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS . I CHAPTER CONTENTS . xi.
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