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For it is only since he thought himself and his family safe from the thunder of
heaven that he has dared to use his own thunder in destroying his innocent
subjects."f Art often presses into its service the discoveries of Science, but it
sometimes ...
For it is only since he thought himself and his family safe from the thunder of
heaven that he has dared to use his own thunder in destroying his innocent
subjects."f Art often presses into its service the discoveries of Science, but it
sometimes ...
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... remember any other instance in which an object of research being proposed to
an experimental philosopher, foreign to his habitual inquiries, having no
associations with those trains of thought in which his mind has been previously
involved ...
... remember any other instance in which an object of research being proposed to
an experimental philosopher, foreign to his habitual inquiries, having no
associations with those trains of thought in which his mind has been previously
involved ...
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eight-pounders in battery at the gate. I looked back for my companions, but they
were not up—not a man of them to be seen. “No matter, thought I, 'they'll be here
soon; meanwhile I'll make for that little copse of ...
eight-pounders in battery at the gate. I looked back for my companions, but they
were not up—not a man of them to be seen. “No matter, thought I, 'they'll be here
soon; meanwhile I'll make for that little copse of ...
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“General La Costel” cried I, in delight, for I thought him already a friend. “How is
this—have I an acquaintance here?” said he, smiling; “on my life! it's the young
rogue I met this morning. Eh! art not thou the artillery-driver I spoke to at the
barrack ...
“General La Costel” cried I, in delight, for I thought him already a friend. “How is
this—have I an acquaintance here?” said he, smiling; “on my life! it's the young
rogue I met this morning. Eh! art not thou the artillery-driver I spoke to at the
barrack ...
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thought. they selected old serjeants en retraite, worn out veterans, and wounded
fellows, for riding-school duty.” “Most of ours are such,” said I, my shame
increasing at every word—“but somehow they chose me also, and I had no will in
the ...
thought. they selected old serjeants en retraite, worn out veterans, and wounded
fellows, for riding-school duty.” “Most of ours are such,” said I, my shame
increasing at every word—“but somehow they chose me also, and I had no will in
the ...
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| Заглавие | The Dublin university magazine |
| Автор | University magazine |
| Сътрудник | Dublin city, univ |
| Публикувана | 1850 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 7 ноем. 2006 |
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