Medical Extracts: On the Nature of Health, with Practical Observations and the Laws of the Nervous and Fibrous Systems by a Friend to Improvements, Volume 41797 |
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Page 631
... Hence it seems , that the ORGANS of SENSE are com- pofed of minute fibres ; and it is probable that the loco- motive muscles , as well as the vascular ones , of micro- fcopic animals have much greater tenuity than thefe fibres of the ...
... Hence it seems , that the ORGANS of SENSE are com- pofed of minute fibres ; and it is probable that the loco- motive muscles , as well as the vascular ones , of micro- fcopic animals have much greater tenuity than thefe fibres of the ...
Page 635
... Hence ulcers of the lungs are attended with little or no pain , the heart has been pierced through , and cor- roded , the liver has been indurated , and stones have been found in the kidneys , without the patients complaining of more ...
... Hence ulcers of the lungs are attended with little or no pain , the heart has been pierced through , and cor- roded , the liver has been indurated , and stones have been found in the kidneys , without the patients complaining of more ...
Page 639
... hence the swelling of the nostrils , and projecting of the under lip ; the accumulated nervous electricity now paffes the GANGLIONS , which nature defigned as BARRIERS in the more tranquil hour , and flies to the heart , which propels ...
... hence the swelling of the nostrils , and projecting of the under lip ; the accumulated nervous electricity now paffes the GANGLIONS , which nature defigned as BARRIERS in the more tranquil hour , and flies to the heart , which propels ...
Page 660
... Hence fome have fuppofed he was really an idiot , al- though he had by no means the countenance of one ; and Lord MONBODDO affures us , that he knew an officer , a man of very good fenfe , who was quartered where PETER lived for fome ...
... Hence fome have fuppofed he was really an idiot , al- though he had by no means the countenance of one ; and Lord MONBODDO affures us , that he knew an officer , a man of very good fenfe , who was quartered where PETER lived for fome ...
Page 662
... hence the delight , that arises from a flight of wit , or from a pleasant vein of hu- mour ; hence all the fine feelings of the belles lettres ; hence in youth , the enthufiafm , fo natural to the human feelings , to out - ftrip all ...
... hence the delight , that arises from a flight of wit , or from a pleasant vein of hu- mour ; hence all the fine feelings of the belles lettres ; hence in youth , the enthufiafm , fo natural to the human feelings , to out - ftrip all ...
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