The School board readers. Standard i(iii-vi), ed. by a former H.M. inspector of schools, Том 6 |
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... nature and are perfected by experience for natural abilities are like natural plants , that need pruning by study ; and studies themselves do give forth directions too much at large , except they be bounded in by experience . Crafty men ...
... nature and are perfected by experience for natural abilities are like natural plants , that need pruning by study ; and studies themselves do give forth directions too much at large , except they be bounded in by experience . Crafty men ...
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... nature , and that the rather because it is not got by rules ; and those who excel in either of them , never purposely set themselves to the study of it as an art to be learned . But yet it is true , that at first some lucky hit which ...
... nature , and that the rather because it is not got by rules ; and those who excel in either of them , never purposely set themselves to the study of it as an art to be learned . But yet it is true , that at first some lucky hit which ...
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... nature , and there is often a complaint of want of parts , when the fault lies in want of a due improvement of them . We see men frequently dexterous and sharp enough in making a bargain , who , when you reason with them about matters ...
... nature , and there is often a complaint of want of parts , when the fault lies in want of a due improvement of them . We see men frequently dexterous and sharp enough in making a bargain , who , when you reason with them about matters ...
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... nature ; a freebooter over fields and gardens ; and , for the sake of stealing , will rob a nettle as easily as a violet . Whereas I am a domestic animal , furnished with a stock within myself . This large castle ( to show my ...
... nature ; a freebooter over fields and gardens ; and , for the sake of stealing , will rob a nettle as easily as a violet . Whereas I am a domestic animal , furnished with a stock within myself . This large castle ( to show my ...
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... nature , and was in the hand of a great many fine people ; this was called the spleen . But what most of all surprised me was a remark I made , that there was not a single vice or folly thrown into the whole heap ; at which I was very ...
... nature , and was in the hand of a great many fine people ; this was called the spleen . But what most of all surprised me was a remark I made , that there was not a single vice or folly thrown into the whole heap ; at which I was very ...
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