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方剂学是中医学主干课程之一，是研究和阐明中医制方原理、方剂配伍规律及其临床运用的一门学科。针对方剂这门课程特点，要求学生背诵一定数量方剂的汤头歌诀，也可为后续学习临床各科及从事医疗工作奠定坚实的基础。

即The Adventure of the Abbey Grange，今译：格兰其庄园，系《归来记》之第十二案。原载英国《海滨杂志》1904年9月。

Large Format for easy reading. A story of small-town intrigue that begins with a large sum of money being entrusted and then mysteriously disappearing. The novel was extremely popular and one of Bennett's greatest successes.

Un professeur découvre un ancien parchemin sur lequel est indiqué le moyen de se rendre au centre de la terre, par le biais d'un cratère de volcan éteint. Enthousiaste, il tente lui même l'aventure, en compagnie de son neveu (narrateur de l'histoire) et d'un guide.Le début est un peu lent et on se perd un peu dans les considérations minéralogiques, la descripton des paysages et les physionomies de personnages secondaires.

“The narrative may be exactly true. That is to say, the words, taken in their natural sense, and interpreted according to the rules of grammar, may convey to the mind of the hearer, or of the reader an idea precisely correspondent with one which would have remained in the mind of a witness. For example, the statement that King Charles the First was beheaded at Whitehall on the 30th day of January 1649, is as exactly true as any proposition in mathematics or physics...”

"Who are the Pelhams?" Miss Agnes Brendon gave a little upward lift to her small pert nose as she exclaimed: "Tilly Morris, you don't mean to say that you don't know who the Pelhams are?" Tilly, thus addressed, lifted up her nose as she replied,—(This paragraph from the first chapter)

The geography in this novel may easily be recognized by one familiar with the country. For that reason it is necessary to state that the characters therein are in no manner to be confused with the people actually inhabiting and developing that locality. The Power Company promoted by Baker has absolutely nothing to do with any Power Company utilizing any streams: the delectable Plant never exercised his talents in Sierra North. The author must decline to acknowledge any identifications of the sort. Plant and Baker and all the rest are, however, only to a limited extent fictitious characters. What they did and what they stood for is absolutely true.

William Taylor Adams (1822-1897) was a noted academic, author, and Massachusetts state legislator. He was born in Medway, Massachusetts. He became a teacher in the Boston, Massachusetts public schools in 1845, and remained in that capacity through 1865. He served as a member of the School Board of Dorchester, Massachusetts, for 14 years. In 1869, he became a member of the Massachusetts General Court. He wrote many books of fiction for boys under the pseudonym Oliver Optic, including All Aboard or, Life on the Lake (1855), Poor and Proud or, The Fortunes of Katy Redburn (1858), The Soldier Boy or, Tom Somers in the Army (1863), The Birthday Party: A Story for Little Folks (1864), Outward Bound or, Young America Afloat (1867), Now or Never or, The Adventures of Bobby Bright (1872), Taken by the Enemy (1888), Little by Little or, The Cruise of the Flyaway (1888), On The Blockade (1890), Within the Enemy's Lines (1890), Stand by the Union (1891), Fighting for the Right (1893), A Victorious Union (1893), Haste and Waste or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain (1894), and Across India or, Live Boys In The Far East (1895).

To get the best out of books, I am convinced that you must begin to love these perennial friends very early in life. It is the only way to know all their "curves," all those little shadows of expression and small lights. There is a glamour which you never see if you begin to read with a serious intention late in life, when questions of technique and grammar and mere words begin to seem too important.(This paragraph from the first chapter)

From early childhood I had been subject to a peculiar malady. I say malady for want of a better and truer word for my condition had never been one of physical or mental suffering. According to my father's opinion an attack of brain fever had caused me when five years old to lose my memory for a time-not indeed my memory entirely but my ability to recall the events and the mental impressions of a recent period.

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"You are a foolish boy " said Aunt Gary. "Of course if you fill Daisy's head with notions, she will not get them out again. If you have anything of that sort to say, you had better say it where she will not hear.""Daisy has eyes -- and a head," said Preston.As soon as I was able for it Preston took me out for short walks and as I grew stronger he made the walks longer. The city was a strange place to me very unlike New York there was much to see and many a story to hear and Preston and I enjoyed ourselves. Aunt Gary was busy making visits, I think. There was a beautiful walk by the sea which I liked best of all and when it was not too cold my greatest pleasure was to sit there looking over the dark waters and sending my whole soul across them to that unknown spot where my father and mother were. "Home," that spot was to me. Preston did not know what I liked the Esplanade for he sometimes laughed at me for being poetic and meditative when I was only sending my heart over the water. But he was glad to please me in all that he could and whenever it was not too cold, our walks always took me there.

Me in the old days with his confounded cavalry bluster I rather think I will look him up: and I'll dine with him three times a week if he likes. Meanwhile, it's time for me to go and meet old Rainham, and take him round to Brodo- nowski's. What a ripping sunset " And he strolled light-heartedly through Grosvenor Square, the smoke of his cigarette fading away behind him. CHAPTER IV. When Rainham pushed back the door of the dim little restaurant in Turk Street, Soho, he stood a moment, blinking his eyes a little in the sudden change from the bright summer sunshine, before he assured himself that his friend had not yet arrived. Half a dozen men were sitting about smoking or discussing various drinks.

Oh, Dolly, do not speak with that terrible voice, as though the world were coming to an end,'' she said, in answer to the first note of objurgation that was uttered; but the notes that came afterwards were so much more terrible, so much more severe, that Rachel found herself quite unable to stop them by any would-be joking tone.

Recitation with dramatic energy by men whose business it was to travel from one great house to another and delight the people by the way, was usual among us from the first. The scop invented and the glee-man recited heroic legends and other tales to our Anglo-Saxon forefathers. These were followed by the minstrels and other tellers of tales written for the people. They frequented fairs and merrymakings, spreading the knowledge not only of tales in prose or ballad form, but of appeals also to public sympathy from social reformers.

Embittered by a false accusation, disappointed in friendship and love, the weaver Silas Marner retreats into a long twilight life alone with his loom... and his gold. Silas hoards a treasure that kills his spirit until fate steals it from him and replaces it with a golden-haired founding child. Where she came from, who her parents were, and who really stole the gold are the secrets that permeate this moving tale of guilt and innocence. A moral allegory of the redemptive power of love, it is also a finely drawn picture of early nineteenth-century England in the days when spinning wheels hummed busily in the farmhouses, and of a simple way of life that was soon to disappear.

Once upon a time there lived a king who was deeply in love with a princess, but she could not marry anyone, because she was under an enchantment. So the King set out to seek a fairy, and asked what he could do to win the Princess's love .The Blue Fairy Book is the first in a series of fairy-tale anthologies beloved of children in the last century. Each fairy book is a veritable treasure trove of stories for children and adults alike, spellbinding and special. Hesperus is very proud to present the first anthology, The Blue Fairy Book, which includes wonderful renditions of the old favourites such as Cinderella and Hansel and Gretel, as well as some intriguing fairy tales that modern audiences have yet to discover such as Why the Sea is Salt, Prince Hyacinth and The Dear Little Princess.

This collection of stories is based on the personal experiences of Sarah Jewett as she grew up in rural Maine and traveled with her doctor father. The closely-knit sketches of a small fishing village in Maine seaport town in the 1890's are narrated by a summer resident. In the title story first published in 1886, a writer retreats to spend a quiet summer in a remote seaport, where she discovers a strong and cohesive community even as the town faces economic decline.