The Fifth Reader of the School and Family SeriesHarper & Brothers, 1861 - 538 |
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... Living Temple " ( see p . 85 ) be both a more useful and a more interesting reading exercise when appropriately made a lesson in PHYSIOLOGY than when read as an isolated piece , dissevered from its natural connections ? And where can be ...
... Living Temple " ( see p . 85 ) be both a more useful and a more interesting reading exercise when appropriately made a lesson in PHYSIOLOGY than when read as an isolated piece , dissevered from its natural connections ? And where can be ...
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... Living Temple . Adapted . ..ADDISON . 83 84 .Oliver Wendell Holmes . 85 III . The Brain : the Nerves of Voluntary Motion and the Nerves of Feeling . Adapted . 87 IV . Other Forms of Nervous Action .. V. Spirit , the Motive Power of the ...
... Living Temple . Adapted . ..ADDISON . 83 84 .Oliver Wendell Holmes . 85 III . The Brain : the Nerves of Voluntary Motion and the Nerves of Feeling . Adapted . 87 IV . Other Forms of Nervous Action .. V. Spirit , the Motive Power of the ...
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... living in one way , or the other ' . NOTE II . - When or is used conjunctively , as no contrast is denoted by it , it requires the rising inflection after as well as before it , except when the clause or sentence expresses a completion ...
... living in one way , or the other ' . NOTE II . - When or is used conjunctively , as no contrast is denoted by it , it requires the rising inflection after as well as before it , except when the clause or sentence expresses a completion ...
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... living reality . Where the narrator stands out prominently be- fore the mind , and is represented as telling what another person said , it is not in good taste for one who is reading the narration to change to , and fully assume , the ...
... living reality . Where the narrator stands out prominently be- fore the mind , and is represented as telling what another person said , it is not in good taste for one who is reading the narration to change to , and fully assume , the ...
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... living well ' , The path of glory ' , or the path of hell ' . " 4. I asked old Father Time himself , at last , But in a moment he flew swiftly past ; His chariot was a cloud , the viewless wind His noiseless steeds , which left no trace ...
... living well ' , The path of glory ' , or the path of hell ' . " 4. I asked old Father Time himself , at last , But in a moment he flew swiftly past ; His chariot was a cloud , the viewless wind His noiseless steeds , which left no trace ...
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Strona 531 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony ; who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth...
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Strona 486 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is...
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