The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, 1 tomasRobert Dodsley R. and J. Dodsley, 1754 |
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... Lights , and procure to this Book the Merit of an Original . With what Judgment the Design has been formed , and with what Skill it has ben exe- cuted , the Learned World is now to determine . But before Sentence fhall pafs , it is ...
... Lights , and procure to this Book the Merit of an Original . With what Judgment the Design has been formed , and with what Skill it has ben exe- cuted , the Learned World is now to determine . But before Sentence fhall pafs , it is ...
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... Light shall arife from fubfequent Obfervation . When this Compendium is completely under- stood , the Scholar may proceed to the Perufal of Tacquet , afterwards of Euclid himself , and then of the modern Improvers of Geometry , fuch as ...
... Light shall arife from fubfequent Obfervation . When this Compendium is completely under- stood , the Scholar may proceed to the Perufal of Tacquet , afterwards of Euclid himself , and then of the modern Improvers of Geometry , fuch as ...
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... Works , the Book or Canto in which an Example may be found , and leaving them to difcover the particular Paffage by the Light of the Rules which they have lately 2 by xxii PREFACE . nology, procure Helvicus's and Ifaacfon's Tables; ...
... Works , the Book or Canto in which an Example may be found , and leaving them to difcover the particular Paffage by the Light of the Rules which they have lately 2 by xxii PREFACE . nology, procure Helvicus's and Ifaacfon's Tables; ...
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Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. by the Light of the Rules which they have lately learned . For a farther Progress in these Studies , they may confult Quintilian and Voffius's Rhetoric ; the Art of Poetry will be ...
Containing a General Course of Education Robert Dodsley. by the Light of the Rules which they have lately learned . For a farther Progress in these Studies , they may confult Quintilian and Voffius's Rhetoric ; the Art of Poetry will be ...
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... Lights which their Sci- ence is fuppofed to beftow . It is not to be doubted but that Logicians may be fometimes overborn by their Paffions , or blinded by their Prejudices ; and that a Man may reafon ill , as he may act ill , not ...
... Lights which their Sci- ence is fuppofed to beftow . It is not to be doubted but that Logicians may be fometimes overborn by their Paffions , or blinded by their Prejudices ; and that a Man may reafon ill , as he may act ill , not ...
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