Medical Extracts: On the Nature of Health, with Practical Observations and the Laws of the Nervous and Fibrous Systems by a Friend to Improvements, Том 41797 |
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... virtue , be confounded ! In the delirium of a fever , even in the mind of a LoCKE , how unproportioned to the reality would be the representation of things ! At Paris there was a man whofe head had been broken and trepanned . If the ...
... virtue , be confounded ! In the delirium of a fever , even in the mind of a LoCKE , how unproportioned to the reality would be the representation of things ! At Paris there was a man whofe head had been broken and trepanned . If the ...
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... virtue to his own religious opinions , to illu- minations of the spirit , and even to the merit of martyrdom ? Having thus fhewn that St. PAUL was neither an IMPOSTOR nor an ENTHU- SIAST , it remains only to be inquired , whether he was ...
... virtue to his own religious opinions , to illu- minations of the spirit , and even to the merit of martyrdom ? Having thus fhewn that St. PAUL was neither an IMPOSTOR nor an ENTHU- SIAST , it remains only to be inquired , whether he was ...
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... virtue and perfection , which , without such helps , are never able to make their appearance . If the reader will give me leave to change the allu- fion fo foon upon him , I fhall make use of the fame inftance to illuftrate the force of ...
... virtue and perfection , which , without such helps , are never able to make their appearance . If the reader will give me leave to change the allu- fion fo foon upon him , I fhall make use of the fame inftance to illuftrate the force of ...
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... virtues which are wild and unculti- vated ; to see courage exerting itself in fierceness , resolu 、 tion in obftinacy , wifdom in cunning , patience in fullen- nefs and despair . Men's paffions operate varioufly , and appear in dif ...
... virtues which are wild and unculti- vated ; to see courage exerting itself in fierceness , resolu 、 tion in obftinacy , wifdom in cunning , patience in fullen- nefs and despair . Men's paffions operate varioufly , and appear in dif ...
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... virtue has reached the " utmost purpose and goal of mortality . " - " Who next , " my friends ? -This is the hour of heroes . " - " Your " kinfman ! " ( cried JAMES WISSANT ) .- " Your kinf- " man ! " ( cried PETER WISSANT ) .- " Ah ...
... virtue has reached the " utmost purpose and goal of mortality . " - " Who next , " my friends ? -This is the hour of heroes . " - " Your " kinfman ! " ( cried JAMES WISSANT ) .- " Your kinf- " man ! " ( cried PETER WISSANT ) .- " Ah ...
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againſt alfo almoſt alſo Athenians becauſe body breaſt caufes cauſe cloſe courſe darkneſs defire delight DEMOSTHENES diſcover effect eſcape eyes faid fame favage fays fcenes fecret fenfation fenfe fenfibility fhall fighs filence firft firſt fituation foldiers fome foon forrow foul ftate ftill fubject fuch fuffer fuppofe greateſt GYLIPPUS habit happineſs heart heaven HERMOCRATES herſelf himſelf honour houſe human increaſed intereſting itſelf juſt laft laſt lefs leſs light Lord Lord CHATHAM MAISON-ROUGE maſter meaſure mifery mind moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nature nerves NICIAS obferved optic nerve ourſelves paffed paffion pain perfons PETRARCH philofopher pleaſed pleaſure preſent priſoners propoſed PSAMMETICUS purpoſe raiſe reaſon reſpect ſay ſcene SECT ſee ſeems ſeveral ſhall ſhe ſhould ſmall ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpot ſtate ſtill ſuch Syracufans taſte tears THEE thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou tion underſtanding uſeful whofe whoſe wiſdom
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