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And you, you great ill-fashioned oaf.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

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And you, you great ill-fashioned oaf.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Tuesday, November 20, 2012
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By Heaven, she weeps.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

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By Heaven, she weeps.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Tuesday, November 20, 2012
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Keep up the spirit of the place.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

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Keep up the spirit of the place.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Tuesday, November 20, 2012
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What do you follow me for, Cousin Con?

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

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What do you follow me for, Cousin Con?

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, November 19, 2012
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I loves to hear him sing, bekeays he never gives us nothing that’s low.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

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I loves to hear him sing, bekeays he never gives us nothing that’s low.

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, November 19, 2012
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Tell me Constance: how do I look this evening?

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

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Tell me Constance: how do I look this evening?

Hugh Thomson, from She stoops to conquer; or the mistakes of a night, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, New York, Toronto, not dated.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, November 19, 2012
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The vicar and his family enjoying a social evening.

John Massey Wright, from The vicar of Wakefield, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, 1903.

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The vicar and his family enjoying a social evening.

John Massey Wright, from The vicar of Wakefield, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, 1903.

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Wednesday, June 27, 2012
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Mr Burchell rescues Sophia from the stream.

John Massey Wright, from The vicar of Wakefield, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, 1903.

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Mr Burchell rescues Sophia from the stream.

John Massey Wright, from The vicar of Wakefield, by Oliver Goldsmith, London, 1903.

(Source: archive.org)

Wednesday, June 27, 2012