New code progressive reader [ed. by J. Ridgway]. First (-Sixth) standardJames Ridgway 1873 |
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الصفحة 55
... carbonic acid and makes the soda what is called " caustic ; " this solution is drawn off , and kitchen stuff , tallow , turpentine , and sometimes palm oil , are added and boiled together , until all is converted into soap , but a large ...
... carbonic acid and makes the soda what is called " caustic ; " this solution is drawn off , and kitchen stuff , tallow , turpentine , and sometimes palm oil , are added and boiled together , until all is converted into soap , but a large ...
الصفحة 103
... carbonic acid , which the air carries to the plant , thereby refreshing it , so that man and plant perform mutual offices the one for the other . The atmosphere extends above the earth for a distance of forty - five miles . It is very ...
... carbonic acid , which the air carries to the plant , thereby refreshing it , so that man and plant perform mutual offices the one for the other . The atmosphere extends above the earth for a distance of forty - five miles . It is very ...
الصفحة 161
... carbonic acid , the latter acts upon those containing lime , the former upon those con- taining iron . Stand at the foot of any great rock , and you will easily trace the results of atmospheric influence upon it . See its top shaped ...
... carbonic acid , the latter acts upon those containing lime , the former upon those con- taining iron . Stand at the foot of any great rock , and you will easily trace the results of atmospheric influence upon it . See its top shaped ...
الصفحة 314
... carbonic acid gas in the blood rush through this fine gauze towards each other and change places . The oxygen combines with the blood , making it red , and the carbon mixes with the air , giving it an un- pleasant smell , and it is thus ...
... carbonic acid gas in the blood rush through this fine gauze towards each other and change places . The oxygen combines with the blood , making it red , and the carbon mixes with the air , giving it an un- pleasant smell , and it is thus ...
الصفحة 342
... carbonic acid gas , which has found its way there from some rift in the strata of rock that has been cut through , and which sinks by reason of its weight . This carbonic acid gas is what is called by the miner " choke - damp . " No one ...
... carbonic acid gas , which has found its way there from some rift in the strata of rock that has been cut through , and which sinks by reason of its weight . This carbonic acid gas is what is called by the miner " choke - damp . " No one ...
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animals appear Atlantic Ocean atmosphere attraction beautiful blood blow body bones breath burning Cæsar called candle carbonic carbonic acid cause centre coast Cockburnspath cold colour cool crown glass direction earth electricity English Channel fall Fcap feet fire flame fluid force glass Glatton globe Gulf Stream hand heart heat inches iron kind lamp-black light liquid Lorenzo the Magnificent lungs machine matter means mercury Michael Angelo miles moisture motion mouth move nail blanks ocean old Saxon particles passed pearlash piece pipe piston plants plate pressure produced quantity radiation retina right auricle rise river rocks rollers round seen sensible heat shew side skin soap stream substance surface temperature thermometer thick threads tide tide-wave tube Vale of York vapour vegetation vessel waves weight wheel wind wire
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الصفحة 34 - But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit,* nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
الصفحة 31 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept ; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. <*> Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
الصفحة 115 - The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead...
الصفحة 31 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
الصفحة 116 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
الصفحة 33 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
الصفحة 115 - The sweet buds every one. When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in thunder.
الصفحة 47 - O ! then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
الصفحة 30 - Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, "this is my answer: Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all...
الصفحة 22 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.